One Way Out
"Are you going to kill him?" you asked John cautiously.
"I dunno, we'll see. It depends. Anyways, I'm allied with Emma too."
"Aaron?"
"Yes, her. She's great at helping," John replied, "Unlike Jonny, I wish he'd be more obedient... you're not going to be like him, are you?"
"What? No," you reassured John.
"You seemed to have some qualms over killing people, like Jonny, you've had more than a few chances to make your move, why didn't you? I hope you're not like Jonathan, squeamish... he brandishes that gun around like as if he has an intent of using it but he doesn't have guts," John almost spat.
"I dunno, we'll see. It depends. Anyways, I'm allied with Emma too."
"Aaron?"
"Yes, her. She's great at helping," John replied, "Unlike Jonny, I wish he'd be more obedient... you're not going to be like him, are you?"
"What? No," you reassured John.
"You seemed to have some qualms over killing people, like Jonny, you've had more than a few chances to make your move, why didn't you? I hope you're not like Jonathan, squeamish... he brandishes that gun around like as if he has an intent of using it but he doesn't have guts," John almost spat.