[This certain place isn't exactly one Guzma wants to linger in, all things considered, but he thought it best to check on the space for, uh...anything he ought to take back. Just in case there was anything left of--...
Rubbing his face, and not just to wipe away the dust and sweat, he lifts his sunglasses up and blinks in the bright light. Holy crap, is that a kid? Does she actually live--no, no way. Not with those fancy clothes. He notes the backpack suddenly as he approaches very carefully, so as not to rouse what he knows lies under the sands. Sorry, but he's not about to let anyone else get devoured, thanks.
Especially not a kid.]
Hey there, darlin', this ain't no place for a nap, yeah? [He crouches down, squatting easily so his hulking height and mass won't scare her off right away, and extends a hand.] C'mon, let's get you outta here - y'need something to drink? Or eat? Ain't got much, but it'll be 'nuff to at least keep y'all on your feet.
C4 - Before
Rubbing his face, and not just to wipe away the dust and sweat, he lifts his sunglasses up and blinks in the bright light. Holy crap, is that a kid? Does she actually live--no, no way. Not with those fancy clothes. He notes the backpack suddenly as he approaches very carefully, so as not to rouse what he knows lies under the sands. Sorry, but he's not about to let anyone else get devoured, thanks.
Especially not a kid.]
Hey there, darlin', this ain't no place for a nap, yeah? [He crouches down, squatting easily so his hulking height and mass won't scare her off right away, and extends a hand.] C'mon, let's get you outta here - y'need something to drink? Or eat? Ain't got much, but it'll be 'nuff to at least keep y'all on your feet.