...she's talking to him. Why? Doesn't she see that he has somewhere to be?
...except that he doesn't. He's attempting to mingle with the locals. Clearly this means he should help her. Never mind that he's accustomed to massive insect-shaped aliens, and his preferred form of repellent is a sniper rifle.
Sighing, he takes the two canisters and investigates the labels. Aloe? In insect repellent? Why should the spray offer relief for the very bites it is supposed to prevent?
"This one," he says, handing her the deep woods variety. "The other will be insufficient."
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...except that he doesn't. He's attempting to mingle with the locals. Clearly this means he should help her. Never mind that he's accustomed to massive insect-shaped aliens, and his preferred form of repellent is a sniper rifle.
Sighing, he takes the two canisters and investigates the labels. Aloe? In insect repellent? Why should the spray offer relief for the very bites it is supposed to prevent?
"This one," he says, handing her the deep woods variety. "The other will be insufficient."