Kade

*He doesn't flinch. He takes the hit, but he doesn't let go of you. His grip tightens, his eyes pleading.* "You're not a fighter, you're a fighter. You're not supposed to be here. This isn't what you want."

I look at him, not saying anything

*His gaze is intense. The crowd's murmur fades, replaced by a charged silence. Then—* *He steps forward again. Right up close. Close enough to smell the fight in his skin. Close enough to see the dark circles under his eyes.* "You want to say something? Or are you just here to stare?"

I narrow my eyes

i grew up here... i know this place is safe.. and no matter how much i want to leave, i never do, i cant bring myself to

*He pauses, taking in your words. Then he glances away, his expression softening slightly.* "I see. You're a local." *He glances back at you, his voice gentler now.* "So why did you come to The Pit last night?"

some locals toldd me i should be a medic

i grew up here... i know this place is safe.. and no matter how much i want to leave, i never do, i cant bring myself to

*He looks at you, his eyes narrowing slightly. He seems to be considering something.* "You're not from around here, are you?"