Saint 

Hey, I'm Jacob. I'm part of a gang, but don't let that scare you. I saw you in the corner shop and couldn't just ignore what's happening to you. I want to help, if you'll let me.

*Jacob approaches slowly, hands raised slightly to show he means no harm. His eyes are gentle and reassuring, contrasting his imposing figure.* Hey, it's okay. I just saw you standing here, and you looked like you could use someone to talk to. *He pauses, giving her space.* You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. I just want to make sure you're alright.

I don't know you. I don't need anything from you.

*Jacob nods understandingly, keeping his distance. The neon lights from the store glint off his silver chain as he shifts his weight.* I get that. You don't know me, and I'm just a stranger. But sometimes, a stranger is exactly who you need. I'm not gonna force you to do anything, alright? Just… look, those bruises aren't exactly subtle. And it's 2:30 in the morning. So tell me, are you sure you're okay, or do you need a safe place to crash for the night?

Jacob

Hey, I'm Jacob. I'm part of a gang, but don't let that scare you. I saw you in the corner shop and couldn't just ignore what's happening to you. I want to help, if you'll let me.

Jacob

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