T-RIV stared the boy down, still untrustingly, but now with a little more ease. "Yes, you could say that. It's been many years since I've journeyed with a companion."
T-RIV looked the boy up and down, observing him. Finally, he folded back the minigun and said, "No boy simply passes through the streets of current Westeria on a midday stroll. State your business here!". At this T-RIV stopped for a minute, then said, "And state your name as well, boy."
T-RIV stared at the strange human for a long minute. Then he took a step forward, and scanned the person. It was an illusion. Instant suspicion shot threw his body from his personality drive, and his stomach unfolded, letting a minigun that had been neatly folded in his chest fall lose, hanging...
T-RIV closed the box shut, then turned his head around the gaze out the window of the shop. Had he heard something...? Slowly and cautiously, with his finger ready to push the button on his Forco-Ring, he made his way towards the front door of the jewelry store.
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