[Hellboy only throws man a deadpan look at the whole dashingly handsom bit. Yeah. That's Hawke, all right.
Though his attention's focused more on waiting for something to be summoned by all the noise. Squinting up at the place where the bird spooked from, the heavy stone fingers of his right hand grate into a fist at his side.]
Probably.
[And with their luck, it won't be pretty.
Though as the jungle settles, that sense of impending doom recedes, and Hellboy turns back to Hawke, letting himself relax again.]
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Though his attention's focused more on waiting for something to be summoned by all the noise. Squinting up at the place where the bird spooked from, the heavy stone fingers of his right hand grate into a fist at his side.]
Probably.
[And with their luck, it won't be pretty.
Though as the jungle settles, that sense of impending doom recedes, and Hellboy turns back to Hawke, letting himself relax again.]
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