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"Oh come on. Is it cause I shot myself in the leg? I promise I won't again. I wanna help, let me help." Duck didn't feel in danger with Drake, quite the opposite. He knew Drake wouldn't actually hurt him.
"Duck, it's not that." Drake said, sighing a little. "I don't want to hurt you." He said, neglecting to mention the fact that the little game of cat and mouse left him in the mood for a bit of a fight.
"What? You mean all that chasing before? I knew you weren't going to hurt me Drakey. It was...just a bit of fun." Duck shrugged, not really seeing a problem.
"Well, yeah...why do you trust me so much?" Drake asked, not used to someone not thinking that he was going to hurt them. Not many people trusted a sadistic psychopath.
Duck shrugged. "I don't really have a reason not too. You've been really kind to me and all that. You're probably the one person in this place I do trust."
"Whatever we can find. I'm hoping for something big like a deer or or maybe even raccoon or beaver if there are any of those left in the FAYZ. Though, I'll settle with another rabbit." Drake explained, walking with Duck to the weapons room.
"We should get Nip to help us." Duck suggested as he looked around Drakes weapon room. Boy did he have a collection. Duck hoped Drake didn't want him to use anything in here, though he probably would. "What am I going to use?"
Drake looked around for something for Duck before settling on a .22 calibre bolt action rifle. He picked it up and showed Duck. "What about this? I'll teach you how to shoot it."