[Okay. Okay, he was right, he thinks- he tenses initially as she clearly moves to prepare her usual weapon of choice, but there's nothing there.
The hand is a hand. Both arms are just arms. And then-
And then she shouts that at him, with enough force and emotion that he finds himself leaping for the cover of the box with a yelp. It takes a full second for the words to actually register properly, the boy breathing rapidly from his cover as he glances back around in fear.] I-
Nothing..! You're the imposter, aren't you..!? None of this should be possible! Nothing that happened should have brought us both here at the same time..! So...so you can't be the real Foo Fighters..! That's all it is..!
[............................
Isn't it?
.......
...he hasn't checked his bag for his things yet...]
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The hand is a hand. Both arms are just arms. And then-
And then she shouts that at him, with enough force and emotion that he finds himself leaping for the cover of the box with a yelp. It takes a full second for the words to actually register properly, the boy breathing rapidly from his cover as he glances back around in fear.] I-
Nothing..! You're the imposter, aren't you..!? None of this should be possible! Nothing that happened should have brought us both here at the same time..! So...so you can't be the real Foo Fighters..! That's all it is..!
[............................
Isn't it?
..........he hasn't checked his bag for his things yet...]