Graeme looked around. He was usually good at feeling others' presences, almost on instinct, but something felt...off. "Well it looks like we have a little standoff here. Sit, let's talk and be merry. I'll tell you of my travels."
Graeme crossed his legs again and sat in the bare sand. The two Hands sunk back down to floor level, and absent-mindedly started picking at rocks in the dirt. More joined them. He looked at both the men. "Sit! Just because I can kill you, doesn't mean I choose to now."
Graeme crossed his legs again and sat in the bare sand. The two Hands sunk back down to floor level, and absent-mindedly started picking at rocks in the dirt. More joined them. He looked at both the men. "Sit! Just because I can kill you, doesn't mean I choose to now."