People that are almost [ because there's no one better than him, says his pride. ] as good as me. Yet I'm the one alive.

[ well, he certainly isn't dead. not while he's still here. only kidnapped by an eldritch being — as if that isn't a problem in itself. still, august is alive and breathing and still armed should anyone else appear while they rest. won't be a problem even if he miraculously runs out of bullets because he still has a knife on the side. not a problem and never should be when he is a legend in more ways than one.

a hum leaves his throat as he listens to wendy's words. so dying here might be permanent for her. more of a reason to keep her safe then if all she has is one. it's when she calls herself chicken shit that he raises a brow. ]

Then it's a good thing I'm here, right? I happen to not be.