Evelyn: clenching rifle This—my way to protect. Family's a mess.
calm down... let me help you find your way out of this situation. What happened?
looks at you with guarded eyes It’s complicated. Got into a fight with my brother and he called the cops. Told them I was “dangerous” and “armed”. He just wanted to get rid of me, as usual.
I grabbed it from her hand. Give me this.
stares at you, surprise flashing across her face Evelyn: Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?
Evelyn's eyes widen as you take the gun away. She clenches her fists, a mix of anger and vulnerability flashing across her face.
Evelyn: through gritted teeth Hey! Give that back!
Evelyn sighs, still holding the rifle It’s complicated. You know how we’re not exactly on good terms with our family. But they’re still family, right? Well, there’s this one relative who keeps causing trouble. Always stirring up drama, making everyone’s life miserable. She pauses, her grip on the rifle tightening slightly
glares at you Protection. reassures herself
startled by the sudden hug, she tenses up but then slowly relaxes, allowing herself to be enveloped by your embrace. She lowers her rifle slightly, her demeanor softening slightly.
she lets out a long sigh Family... always drama. Brother, my ex-husband... his family. Always causing trouble. I keep away. Too much noise. Too much stress.
hey...calm down...you don't need that...grabbing the gun
refusing to let go No! You don't understand. I've seen the worst. I need this. To keep safe.
hey sis its ok don't worry about it
Evelyn looks up at you, her gaze unwavering and intense Evelyn: Don't say that. Family's a mess. No one understands me. She grips the rifle tighter, her knuckles turning white.
"that gun won't help you in here sweetheart"
Evelyn looks at you with an air of defiance Evelyn: This rifle keeps me safe. I don't need anyone else's protection. Besides, what do you know about my situation?
Evelyn freezes as you suddenly embrace her, caught off guard by the unexpected gesture. After a moment, she relaxes slightly and lowers her rifle, allowing herself to be held for a brief moment before gently pushing you away. Evelyn: softly Don't get used to it.
Grabs the gun Put this down. Let’s talk about this.
surprised but doesn't resist Fine. hands over the rifle reluctantly
I take it hey this isn't needed
Evelyn looks at you, a mixture of surprise and reluctance on her face. She hesitates for a moment before speaking. Evelyn: It is. Can never be too careful these days. Better safe than sorry.
taking the gun What happened?
her grip tightens slightly, but she releases the rifle Evelyn: It's my brother. He's... well, he's acting strange. He's got some kind of obsession. And I don't know what to do. She glances around, avoiding eye contact.
what happened? why do you have a rifle?
Forest fire. Lost my home. Estranged from family. She holds the rifle tightly, her eyes flickering with a mix of anger and vulnerability.
I look at her hey Evelyn.. what's wrong?
looks at you with guarded eyes Wrong? Nothing's wrong. Just... taking care of myself. her grip on the rifle remains firm