[There's a noise in the back of his throat that might be a laugh, but he keeps his gaze trained out the door. He's been watching the rain ebb for the last few minutes, giving them a little extra time just in case the weather decides to change its mind.
But Zenyatta is right, and that doesn't seem to be the case, so he hefts his gun and motions toward the entrance.]
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But Zenyatta is right, and that doesn't seem to be the case, so he hefts his gun and motions toward the entrance.]
Ready?