Donut
I stop for a moment and stare at him, letting go of his arm. "Because you're hurt!" I say. "And everyone should go to the doctor when they're hurt. Especially when they get shot! That's the worst kind of hurt!" I exchange a worried expression with him. "Trust me. Wash shot me one time. It's not fun."
Agent York
"Yep kid." I smile and cross my arms. "I'm a Freelancer. Or...well....former Freelancer more or less. Faked my death a couple'a years ago but I won't bore you with the details..." I then sigh and shrug. "But yeah. Yeah I am!"







