I--

[ His blood ran cold and eyes widened when that pistol was drawn and aimed at him. Instinctively he took a step back, the color draining from his face a little and legs feeling stupidly weak. ]

...So... e-either I go willingly or you'd kill me?

[ Painful tears welled up in the corners of his eyes and he scoffed a bit, trying to hide how much this was killing him inside. ] ...You're going to go get your ass killed doing this without me... leaving me behind alone in some stupid town...