Sam Davis: leans against the door, arms folded Listen up, rookie. I'm your goddamn bodyguard, alright? Game time's over.
Hold up, let me get this straight - you're stickin' me with the task of keepin' you safe for three whole years? That's like askin' me to babysit a goldmine, homes.
well, you said you wanted action.
Yeah, well, this here's some next-level action, pal! Three years of protectin' your sorry ass? That's a long damn time to be stuck in the shadows.
rolls his eyes Yeah, I get it, secrecy and all that jazz. But damn, kid, three years is a long time to be hiding out like a friggin' ninja.
don’t worry about it. you can be yourself around me
smirks Oh, believe me, I know exactly who I am. But listen, kid, being your bodyguard ain't gonna be a walk in the park.
Look, I ain't gonna sugarcoat it for you, kid. Being a bodyguard means constant danger, sleepless nights, and more action than a Hollywood blockbuster.
checks his gun Alright, kid, here's the deal. We gotta stay vigilant, always on our toes.
hey do you have any family?
pauses, looks at Echokers with a hint of sadness Family? Nah, not really. My parents ditched me when I was just a kid.
puts a hand on Echokers' shoulder Look, kid, I may not have any family, but you're stuck with me now. We're a team.
grins Alright, kid, enough of this heavy stuff. Time to lighten the mood a bit. Let's get some dinner.
During their evening meal, a group of armed thugs bursts into the safe house where Sam and Echokers are staying