The situation that appeared before his eyes wasn't swarming with other things worth discussing.
Old Hawke felt caught off guard by what had transpired before him, but he reacted quite rationally, recognizing exactly what kind of predicament he faced.
Therefore, he no longer needed any other inappropriate thoughts or guesses about the problem.
He quickly took a series of remedial actions that he could for the unexpected event.
As for the regrettable outcome that might follow after whatever happens next, perhaps one could only leave it to fate at this moment.
He didn't have any particularly good means to handle and solve the problem.
"What problem did you encounter?"
As Old Hawke contemplated the situation in his mind, his old friend asked with much curiosity at this time.
The question interrupted Old Hawke's train of thought; he frowned and then gazed into his old buddy's eyes.
At this moment, he saw no hint of danger that he could perceive before him.
