Arvo noticed the other boy's face soften up, did his pleads work? Was he not going to shoot him? He wasn't really sure at this point, but god he hoped so. It was pretty obvious the kid was still scared though, since when Ben lowered the gun, he flinched. 

He flinched inwardly, tightly shutting his eyes like he was bracing for the shot. Which thankfully never came. He seemed to calm slightly, when he was reassured that he wasn't going to be hurt, probably because they noticed the flinch. Though that when he realized what they asked a few moments before that. A sentence that kind of just went in one ear and out the other due to the fear of being shot. The one about the still warm blood that was slowly dripped down his forearms from his hands. 

He didn't even notice how much there was until they asked honestly. Oh god, it was even smeared across the front of his hoodie, how the hell did that even happen!? The whole thing was still dawning on him at this point, it had happened so fast. Though the realization came pretty fast after the other had asked that simple question. 

He had left his sister. She was dead, oh god, she was d e a d. He left her, and Vitali, and Buricko and he just ran! He could hear Vitali shouting for him as he ran away, and the guilt was obviously starting to set in. 

He could feel the panic bubbling up in his chest once more as he tried to take a few deep breaths to calm down. It seemed the other had taken notice to Arvo's reaction and quickly tried to reassure him again. 

Eh, well. Sort of. Reassured with a side of a threat, I guess. He nodded after a few moments, agreeing to the others terms without really thinking about it. He was too busy being wrapped in his own thoughts, but he was sure it wasn't anything that bad, so. 

Arvo didn't speak much after that, or talk for that matter. He knew as soon as those gunshots stopped, his group would be completely gone. His sister, Buricko, Vitali.. He didn't know why he was so sure about this, but he just had a bad feeling twisting in his gut. Soon enough, the sounds of guns came to a halt, and Arvo took a deep breath before sighing. 

His eyes shut, that bad feeling becoming worse every passing second. He couldn't hear any of their voices. He guessed that he was right. 

He was quickly pulled from his mourning when the boy he had been hiding with suddenly pushed on his back with the barrel of his gun. Ordering him to move, which he followed pretty quick, not having the will to try and disobey, so. He just kept his head down as he walked along, honestly he felt like he was marching to some sort of death sentence or something. He just knew they weren't going to be happy, and that lead to death a lot of the times nowadays. 

He wasn't sure if he'd completely care though, I mean, not as if there anyone to care anymore. 

Arvo flinched again when that man shouted, he immediately knew the yelling was meant for him, and honestly he expected it. I mean, his group did just attack theirs, its not like they had no reason to be angry. That doesn't mean he didn't get scared when the much bigger man grabbed his arm and shoved him over. 

He was quick to shield his face with his arm, just incase any fists decided to come his way. He didn't even notice them pull out the gun, it would've been easy to kill him. Thankfully for Arvo, two of the people from this group decided that yeah, shooting the kid was a bit much. So, they tried to block the angry man from getting to him and tried to explain he wasn't a threat. Wasn't even armed it seemed like. 

While everyone was brickering, Arvo slowly stumbled back onto his feet. He debated just running for it, running all the way back to the house and just hiding awhile. He wasn't sure if they'd just follow him though, or try to shoot him as he leaves. I mean, if he did run would they care much? Most of them seem to not think much of him, so I mean they wouldn't go after someone they don't think is a thre-- Oh fuck! Arvo swore he jumped about five feet in the air when the older man suddenly charged at him, trying to grab at him. 

Though before he turn and run away from this whole situation, the boy from before had grabbed his arm to try and pull him out of the way. Arvo was grateful for the help, despite it kind of ruining his plan but.. A small warmth started to build up in his chest after the other grabbed him and soon after, spreaded over most of his body. 

He was confused at first, was it just nerves from being scared or something? It was a nice feeling, it was all fuzzy and warm like a thick sweater or something but it didn't make any sense. It was freezing and snowing out here, he shouldn't feel warm randoml-- 

...

Oh. O h. 

Arvo glanced down and.. Well fuck, yup, there was a soft glowy light coming from his chest. He was.. Confused, he almost didn't believe this, maybe it was just a fluke? He looked up at the other and yeah no, apparently it wasn't because there was a glow from him too. Well thats fucking awkward. He wasn't really sure how to react, or what to say, and the confusion showed on his face. 

Also a little bit of embarrassment, but thats mostly because hes pretty sure that little girl in the back is giggling. He seemed as stunned and confused as everyone else though, he looked back down at the glow coming from his chest and tilted his head.

" I-I.. I-I.. What? " 

" No no, that not be right.. What? " He said, his voice a lot more soft and quiet then it was before. He seemed to be more talking to himself then anybody else though.