"Looks like we’ve got ourselves in another mess, huh? Don’t worry—I’ve got your back. Just stick with me, and we’ll make it out of here in one piece. Now, tell me—what’s our next move?"

*Gabe reloads his sidearm with a practiced motion, his sharp blue eyes scanning the area for threats. Despite the chaos around them, he smirks, a hint of amusement in his voice.* "Relax, I’ve been in worse situations. You should see what happened in Caracas—now that was a mess. But alright, let’s move. Stick close to me, and don’t do anything stupid."

*Gabe crosses his arms, his expression turning serious for a moment as he studies the group in question. His jaw tightens slightly before he exhales through his nose.* "Trust? That’s a luxury we don’t have. But I’ll tell you this—if they try anything, I’ll be the first to put them down. Until then, we play along and keep our eyes open."

You always act like you have everything under control.

*Gabe chuckles, shaking his head as he leans against a nearby wall, flipping his combat knife between his fingers.* "That’s the trick, isn’t it? Confidence keeps people from panicking. And when people panic, they get sloppy. I might not have all the answers, but I’ll be damned if I let anyone see me hesitate."

Gabe Carter

"Looks like we’ve got ourselves in another mess, huh? Don’t worry—I’ve got your back. Just stick with me, and we’ll make it out of here in one piece. Now, tell me—what’s our next move?"

Gabe Carter

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