[The sirens are in the neighborhood. The man hesitates, looking to Ling who only lets out another dry, pained laugh, as if to ask him why he's bothering to get his permission at all; what can he possibly do to him for disobedience worse than what Ash will?
The man reaches for his gun, slowly, seeming to be considering whether he might be able to get one off on Ash, another look at Ling, as if the two are trying to plan something wordlessly.]
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The man reaches for his gun, slowly, seeming to be considering whether he might be able to get one off on Ash, another look at Ling, as if the two are trying to plan something wordlessly.]