[If Benny's sounding particularly catty as he watches Maria get emptied out against his will, a put out expression starting to replace the shock, well... that's just the way the cookie crumbles. Bullets spill into his palm like he's shaking out mentats from the tin, taking some of his hopes of turning the tables with it. Just one should've scrambled his brains like eggs, two clicks of the trigger was to be safe - what rotten damn luck. A little too rotten, and something stinks to high heaven about that whole situation.]
You've got luck like some kinda devil, pal. [It's something Benny wouldn't even believe could happen, if it weren't for the proof in front of his eyes. He can't help but glance up at the scar again, like making sure it's still there. There isn't much room between them in this dark shelter, and Benny swears he can hear every droplet of water dripping at their feet.] How'd some backwater doc even sniff you out under six feet of dirt? Something's not adding up.
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[If Benny's sounding particularly catty as he watches Maria get emptied out against his will, a put out expression starting to replace the shock, well... that's just the way the cookie crumbles. Bullets spill into his palm like he's shaking out mentats from the tin, taking some of his hopes of turning the tables with it. Just one should've scrambled his brains like eggs, two clicks of the trigger was to be safe - what rotten damn luck. A little too rotten, and something stinks to high heaven about that whole situation.]
You've got luck like some kinda devil, pal. [It's something Benny wouldn't even believe could happen, if it weren't for the proof in front of his eyes. He can't help but glance up at the scar again, like making sure it's still there. There isn't much room between them in this dark shelter, and Benny swears he can hear every droplet of water dripping at their feet.] How'd some backwater doc even sniff you out under six feet of dirt? Something's not adding up.