Marley heard the cock of the gun as she took in a shaky breath and let out a soft sob as she stayed curled up on the ground trembling. But then she heard the gun be set down and she tried to control her breathing. She looked up questioningly. “U-Uhm…” she murmured trailing off.
Her nervousness was throwing him for a loop, she seemed so innocent and he didn’t like how that was affecting his judgement. “What?” He asked, finally addressing her and he stared, trying to keep his gaze cold and hard but she could probably see the hint of guilt behind his eyes. The job tended to do that to him, especially since he really just wanted out.
"Wh-What is happening?" She asked softly looking up at him from the floor. She could see a hint of guilt behind his cold exterior. "I'm not whoever you think I am. Or whoever you are looking for." She murmured. "I just dont want to die. Please, believe that." She whimpered softly. Marley started to move slowly to stand up still nursing her ribs as she stood.