(Argent: Wow. that's pretty darn naive. XD.)
Tom lowered the shotgun in a 'defensive-but-ready' sort of position. The barrel now pointed to the ground. He was listening to the girl, but he didn't exactly trust her either. He was unsure.
A massive amount of the little heartless began to crawl towards them - they were that numerous it seemed like a carpet of black consumed the area around them. Tom didn't really have much of a chance if he was on his own, so he had to team up with the girl, however reluctant he was.
"Right" He said. "I can take a decent amount of the little things out. And I'm sure you can too." He turned, just about to shoot at the bug-like heartless, then turned back to her. "By the way, you'll want to watch out for my good friend, Mr. psycopath...actually, I don't know him, but judging by the looks of him, he's a bit...err...odd?" He pointed his finger over her shoulder at the guy with the heart symbol on his jacket, who was charging into the battle.
Tom lowered the shotgun in a 'defensive-but-ready' sort of position. The barrel now pointed to the ground. He was listening to the girl, but he didn't exactly trust her either. He was unsure.
A massive amount of the little heartless began to crawl towards them - they were that numerous it seemed like a carpet of black consumed the area around them. Tom didn't really have much of a chance if he was on his own, so he had to team up with the girl, however reluctant he was.
"Right" He said. "I can take a decent amount of the little things out. And I'm sure you can too." He turned, just about to shoot at the bug-like heartless, then turned back to her. "By the way, you'll want to watch out for my good friend, Mr. psycopath...actually, I don't know him, but judging by the looks of him, he's a bit...err...odd?" He pointed his finger over her shoulder at the guy with the heart symbol on his jacket, who was charging into the battle.