[Putting his weapon down goes against every single instinct that's telling him to defend himself, but... He trusts Dhurke's judgment. It's never been wrong, after all. The pitchfork is jammed down into the ground so it can stand upright and still be snatched back up if necessary, but right now it's clearly not a threat to the scarecrows anymore.
There's a fun little emotional tango happening, with Datz's trust in Dhurke battling his distrust aimed at the scarecrows. As a result, the air around him is growing humid to the point where it's a little stifling and uncomfortable.]
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There's a fun little emotional tango happening, with Datz's trust in Dhurke battling his distrust aimed at the scarecrows. As a result, the air around him is growing humid to the point where it's a little stifling and uncomfortable.]