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And just like that, Andre was back to appearing jarringly normal, as if it had never happened. Dave's hackles were still up, feet backed up against the wall.

"And what, you're going to kill me if I do?" His heart pounded sickeningly in his chest. "If you're liable to just go out there and merrily murder and torture people, then yeah, I'm telling people to stay the fuck away."
 
Andre's jaw tensed, and the radiance threatened to return. This was bullshit. No one could handle the truth - two examples already showed that - so no one should be told.

Still, there wasn't a single fiber in Andre's body that wanted to kill Dave. Dave was still a good person. Not evil, at the very least. Andre would never kill someone like that.

"No. I won't kill you if you tell the others," he explained, forcing himself to stay calm. "Just like I haven't killed Ridley for extorting me. I don't target people who don't hurt others. You haven't hurt anyone to my knowledge, and I don't think you will. So trust me, you're safe." Andre spat the last word. It was a joke. A spiteful joke about him being such a massive psychopath that he would actually go around telling people whether they were safe from him or not. Though Andre didn't know if Dave would pick up on that. Probably wouldn't. Fucking whatever.
 
Dave took a breath, eyes still on Andre. Yeah. He hadn't killed Ridley, had he. Whatever warped sense of justice Andre had going on, it didn't include murdering people to shut them up. Small comforts. Even though, in the ostensibly consequentialist framing, it'd be only fucking logical, wouldn't it.

"Are you going to kill anyone else out there? Wayfarers, locals?"

And that was about it for what even made sense to ask about. He couldn't control what would happen when Andre was back in his home universe. Hell, Andre wouldn't even remember whatever happened here. No hope anything would change on that front. He'd keep killing and torturing and there was nothing anyone in Forlas could do about it.
 
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