Imagine the terror of being Aaron Bow. Crouched in the darkness. Stalking your prey. You're undetected. You line up for the perfect shot...And then the tallest, most hulked-out man you have ever seen in your life whips around and snatches your bolt out of the air. His eyes and those of his companions reflect the moonlight like cats as they turn to look at you. He shouts that "you're FUCKING DEAD" and starts charging straight towards you in the darkness. He does this all in a giant chunky turtleneck.
He was cozycore 2 minutes ago with a mug of tea and now he is fully the Predator chasing someone through the woods. In a turtleneck. It really jarred me to see that beastial reaction from Mitch because I am so used to him being the quiet, gentle one of the coterie. Amazing and quick choice by Murph














