[ Well, hopefully she’s not afraid of heights. Gabe hums a little, then leans over and offers his hand out to her once she’s close enough. His fingers wear calluses and scars with resignation, the crosshairs tattooed on the back of his hand faded from time and violence. But his grip is strong, and steady. ]
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[ Well, hopefully she’s not afraid of heights. Gabe hums a little, then leans over and offers his hand out to her once she’s close enough. His fingers wear calluses and scars with resignation, the crosshairs tattooed on the back of his hand faded from time and violence. But his grip is strong, and steady. ]
Made it up just fine. Good on you.