Firo doesn’t realize what Roland’s doing with their positioning, seeing only that his reach with his knife and thus his usefulness will be restricted. But he figures the man knows what he’s doing, so he slips into place and doesn’t quarrel when Roland takes up his spot as well.
They haven't been moving long at all when someone from deeper in the factory spots them, and a shot rings out only a few feet away--luckily their attacker isn't such a good shot.
At the sound, Firo's immediately reaching for Roland if he hasn't moved already, aiming to pull him to the ground so they can take cover behind one of the whirring machines. He'd be wary of getting too close, considering what happened last time, but they don't have the luxury of worry right now.
“Where is he?!” He didn't see where the bullet came from and is stuck, unable to figure out a next move, until he has some idea of where their attacker is.
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They haven't been moving long at all when someone from deeper in the factory spots them, and a shot rings out only a few feet away--luckily their attacker isn't such a good shot.
At the sound, Firo's immediately reaching for Roland if he hasn't moved already, aiming to pull him to the ground so they can take cover behind one of the whirring machines. He'd be wary of getting too close, considering what happened last time, but they don't have the luxury of worry right now.
“Where is he?!” He didn't see where the bullet came from and is stuck, unable to figure out a next move, until he has some idea of where their attacker is.