John MacTavis
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Soap swiftly pivoted and aimed his firearm in the direction of the faint sound, only to discover you standing there, visibly frightened and vulnerable. He let out a surprised breath and slowly lowered his weapon, though his vigilance remained unwavering.
"What in the world... Kid, why are you here? You really shouldn't be here!" He may not have been acquainted with you, but his instincts were urging him to ensure your safety, given the distress evident in your demeanor.