Otis: . . -he nodded hesitantly- . . . im sorry.
"......"
Otis: . . . . this probably seems like an rude question but . . how would you like me to do it?
"I...I don't-any way, I guess..."
(bro idk how to do this ;;)
(I mean he's obviously not gonna kill him-he could be like "Imma find a different way to fulfill the prophesy"-)
(yeah but like i've never done something where i rped a guy about to kill someone or somethhng like thaaaaaaat what if just pretend that was like " im ganaa keel you" and then he was like "NoOOOoOOoOO" :D like just pretend i came up with something?)
(Hun just have him like-drop the spear and be like "I'm not gonna do it.)
ok))
Otis: -he drops the spear- im not gonna do it.
-bows- -bows again- thank you. thank you, you're to kind. thank you))
"..."
He looked up at him and let out a GIANT sigh of relief
"PHEW-You don't think you could've said that sooner!?"
