[Oddey]

IC: Being tackled, was in itself a shock. Then having knives held under your neck, and being pinned against tress, was just as dewildering. Garit, wasn't really prepared for any one of these eventualities, but he would have to think of something. Try desperately to come up with something as he was pinned against a tree, he decided maybe it'd be easiest to just tell the truth... Or at least, sort of the truth. All the same though, he slowly let his arm careen it's way to his pistol. "Alright, I'm here on my own, no orders from anyone, and I'm not spying on you, to be perfectly honest. I was spying on someone I thought worked for Hoss. I've got business with him... The violent kind." As he finished, he knew that he only needed to move his hand a few more inches. Unfortunatly, moving any more would definately give his plan away. But before blowing this guy's brains out, he'd wait for his reply. Maybe he could get out of this without having to spill blood, both his own, and other's.