[ it's not now he would do it. but that's fine. everybody kills differently. and david means it. that's what counts.
when he sees the skull cave in evan doesn't flinch; he can see the way the hood suddenly crumples, the way there's one final violent shudder in the body before it goes still again. dead again, and at the hands of a survivor, helped by a killer. that'll sting.
evan waits a few seconds, then wipes the blood off his cleaver against the leg of his waders and offers down a hand to help him up. ]
C'mon. Your hands are fucked up.
[ no comment on the dead man. no judgment this time. why would there be? david didn't back down. there's a dead ghost on the forest floor, just like there should be. just like there would be if david hadn't showed. ]
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when he sees the skull cave in evan doesn't flinch; he can see the way the hood suddenly crumples, the way there's one final violent shudder in the body before it goes still again. dead again, and at the hands of a survivor, helped by a killer. that'll sting.
evan waits a few seconds, then wipes the blood off his cleaver against the leg of his waders and offers down a hand to help him up. ]
C'mon. Your hands are fucked up.
[ no comment on the dead man. no judgment this time. why would there be? david didn't back down. there's a dead ghost on the forest floor, just like there should be. just like there would be if david hadn't showed. ]