Heard the party speak, and nodded in respect of the reason. Watching as the shepard left the room, Victor frowned slightly and sighed with exasperation.
"Wait...are they dead?"
Suddenly, the bear stood up with bat menacingly and caused the wolf to accept the seriousness of the situation. Placing the beret and sunglasses down gently, the canine stood up slowly with no sudden movement and loooked right back into the bears eyes before he spoke.
"You don't look like a murder, and I don't look like an insane killer, not just yet, so you decide why you should trust me or not."
The wolf replied, gritting his teeth as he watched the bear. The wolf knew he may be staring death in the face, but he was out of options. He could only hope the bear actually wasn't a murder.
"Hacer su movim-." [Make your mov-]
The wolf didn't get to finish his sentence, moments later the Shepard had returned and cracked the bear with the handgun, holding him at gunpoint. The situation had escalated beyond his control, and was at a loss of words for a few seconds. Finally breaking out of his stupor, the wolf looked over at the Shepard and whispered, slowly raising a paw to show no threat, the look of confusion on his face.
"Hey hey, lower the gun, everything is all good..."
Whether Victor should be helping the person who just threatened to beat him to death, was unknown, but it was too late now. Looking back at the fennec sisters, he gestured at the Shepard and silently pleaded for help.