[He notices her amidst the chaos, and right away he knows something is wrong.
Something is wrong with her appearance, it's a little too sharp, a little too unreal.]
I would, actually? That would be fantastic?
[It's a little snarled, a little angry. Even though there's no good path to her, he starts trying to make his way over to her anyway, one hand hovering above the handgun on the holster strapped to his hip and thigh.]
Fortune
Something is wrong with her appearance, it's a little too sharp, a little too unreal.]
I would, actually? That would be fantastic?
[It's a little snarled, a little angry. Even though there's no good path to her, he starts trying to make his way over to her anyway, one hand hovering above the handgun on the holster strapped to his hip and thigh.]