[Tuco's head twitches in Belloq's direction, the corners of his mouth sloping down dramatically. Quicker than you can say, "Tuco, don't bring religion into this," his hand is shooting up, then sideways in an awkward criss-cross of a gesture. He doesn't quite manage to finish the motion though; the sudden tap on his arm causes him to freeze for a moment, but then he's bobbing his head, both arms dropping back to his sides.]
Block off dark places. [He repeats, but he's soon back to frowning again. With Niko's last comment he can feel the back of his neck prickling. He knows why, too: if the creepers came back, then why not the dead?
He clears his throat, mock-casual, before glancing back at Belloq and chipping in a strained:] And maybe some questions are better left unanswered, huh? You ever think about that?
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Block off dark places. [He repeats, but he's soon back to frowning again. With Niko's last comment he can feel the back of his neck prickling. He knows why, too: if the creepers came back, then why not the dead?
He clears his throat, mock-casual, before glancing back at Belloq and chipping in a strained:] And maybe some questions are better left unanswered, huh? You ever think about that?