It's impossible to miss the way the stranger glances around, pausing at the sight of those familiar flashing lights. Police, blood... but there's no visible weapon, no prickle of hostile intent.
What are you running from?
Jovan knows too much about running.
He doesn't let go of the other's hand, but his strong grip is reassuring rather than demanding. "I know what it's like when you need to escape. You can't think straight at first, you'll put yourself in danger without realizing it." He's not even sure what he's saying, but something in his gut is screaming at him that he has to convince this person to keep going. "Once you calm down and you can be logical, then you can turn yourself in or whatever, if that's what you want. But I get the feeling you don't deserve whatever they'd do to you."
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Date: 2023-08-16 07:17 pm (UTC)What are you running from?
Jovan knows too much about running.
He doesn't let go of the other's hand, but his strong grip is reassuring rather than demanding. "I know what it's like when you need to escape. You can't think straight at first, you'll put yourself in danger without realizing it." He's not even sure what he's saying, but something in his gut is screaming at him that he has to convince this person to keep going. "Once you calm down and you can be logical, then you can turn yourself in or whatever, if that's what you want. But I get the feeling you don't deserve whatever they'd do to you."