[There's no mistaking it when they're this close. It's Jack. Grizzled, haggard, but still the same man Ana left behind when she was forced into hiding. She doesn't blame him for keeping his guard up. If she was in his shoes, she'd do the same. You can't trust people these days.
Ana complies. Moves slowly, so as not to alarm him. Kicks her rifle over to him as a show of peace. When she's finished, she puts her hands up to demonstrate there's nothing else up her sleeve.]
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Ana complies. Moves slowly, so as not to alarm him. Kicks her rifle over to him as a show of peace. When she's finished, she puts her hands up to demonstrate there's nothing else up her sleeve.]
Satisfied?