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The male proved to remain quite a passive stance, not at all moved by what was supposed to be a threatening motion. Bradly already knew that this was not a foe, though it was hard to believe to be a friend either. Then again, he figured that you wouldn't see a living person too often, and that was something worth giving a chance. "Sorry for the rude introduction, got to keep maximum safety..." Bradly locked the gun, storing it back to its respective holster, taking his time before answering Chase's question. "Fine, if you need easy reference, the name's Bradly." He kept his gaze on the male as he stepped inside the room, staring at the large window.

"As for the water, you can take one of my water bottles. Just don't sip it all at once." He rolled his eyes, watching over the pub as it was partially destroyed by whatever it was, and three figures standing in the middle of the street. "Three more targets." Bradly gazed on the female he saw earlier, "Scratch that, two more targets. Possible threat, I guess that would be my signal to get out of here.", But that wouldn't be very timed... Not to mention probably the only known exit is that door, and that leads right back in front of those three figures. Another conflict. Watching how this will unfold would be the safest option. He shrugged slightly, dropping himself into the chair once more as he folded his arms.