Sam froze when Ky jumped away. She seemed afraid of him. Well, she should be. He was a serial killer. He killed everyone he encountered, zombies, animals, humans--everything. He even went as low as cannibalism, cooking humans for food. After all, why leave a fresh kill for some zombies to eat and turn it into a zombie? If he cooked and ate every kill, then he could prevent the zombie population from increasing. It's a good thing he never encountered any children. Child zombies, yes. But, no child survivors. That could have put him in an awkward situation.
Still, Ky didn't know that. There was no reason for her to fear him yet. Sam should hurry up and decapitate her with his katana while he had the chance. She was too close to use her bow, and by the time she dropped her bow in order to take out her own katana, he could already have his katana out and slicing through her neck.
But, Ky looked so much like Vanille. Sam sighed. Dammit! Why, oh why did he have to buy FF13 and fall in love with Vanille? Killing Ky would be like killing Vanille. This was one of those dreaded awkward situations. He sat on the couch in an attempt to seem less threatening.
Maybe she would just go away and Sam could pretend he ever saw her? That could be a solution to this dilemma. However, Vanille, Kyler, Ky--whatever she wanted to be called, was so hot. He wasn't actually sure he wanted her to leave.