[b]he shambles through the alleyways, the strange voice in his mind simply finds no end[/b] "[i]NOW! NOW! She's vulnerable, she trusts you... What's a pity. Look at her standing there, like a poor little doe staring down the barrel of hunger that is you."[/i] [b]he hears a distant gunshot from the slums, and takes that as an excuse to book it down the freeway toward a dropship, throwing Tara over his shoulder to hopefully get them both there at the same time[/b]