A nod of understanding was Ezra gave in response. At least the guy wouldn’t run for the hills if the fight came to them. Ezra didn’t pry for more information, in truth he didn’t need to hear stories of the fights this guy may or may not have been in - just knowing he could fight was good enough for him.
Ezra could have accepted one guy stumbling around like a drunk after a fight, but two? That was just curious and set him on alert. With the sun in his eyes it was damn hard to get a good look at either one of the guys though, so maybe they had both gotten their asses handed to them. “Gotta fucking love those types,” he remarked. “By all fucking means he can deal with this engine if he wants, but if he’s going to stand around like a woman telling me what I’m doing wrong, he’s got another damn thing coming to him.” Ezra didn’t particularly like being told what he was doing wrong, so this Brad guy would be wise to keep his mouth shut if critiquing him was his plan.
The second stumbler didn’t look like any of the guys Ezra had seen around the firehouse, which probably meant he was either local or another tourist like him. It was little early to be drinking, but that was one way to explain away the stumbling and meandering.
Reaching down, Ezra laid a hand on Nori’s head in an attempt to calm the dog some. “Or both,” he remarked, his attention having never left the two moving towards them. More people were moving this way, while others looked to be congregating on the ground, probably checking out someone who’d be beat worst than the rest.
Following suit, Ezra reached a hand up to shield his eyes from the morning sun - regretting that action the moment he had done it. He had seen a lot of gruesome shit in his fighting days….but that guy was missing half of his face and if he was seeing things right the other guy had a chunk torn out of his neck.
“One hell of a fight?” he offered, only half kidding. Without thinking it through really Ezra added. “Or we’re in a fucking zombie movie.” It had been meant as a joke, but the closer Brad the Firefighter got and his bloody companion, the more it didn’t feel so much like a joke.