[ getting around is a bit of a hassle without transport, but he's spent days crossing longer distances. he does misjudge the walking time and takes a few minutes longer than planned, but who's keeping track anyway? once the store is in sight he pulls out his hand gun, carefully approaching while doing brief perimeter checks. as he approaches the window he stops against the wall and peaks through, seeing... a kid? huh.
he's not going to put the gun away, but he keeps it pointed up as he gets to the doorway and enters - the kid looking right his way. observant. ]
Grice?
[ gun turned up in one hand, and his other is cradling something in a blanket. ]
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he's not going to put the gun away, but he keeps it pointed up as he gets to the doorway and enters - the kid looking right his way. observant. ]
Grice?
[ gun turned up in one hand, and his other is cradling something in a blanket. ]