[ Qubit's not feeling great about this, either - nor in general, for that matter. He's getting winded, he can't keep up this pace, and if Peter stops to help him, or worse, to discuss this - ]
I said don't slow down!
[ But he's slowing down himself, and he knows damn well that Peter can't and shouldn't keep up that pace without support. There are too many guns up ahead, too much coverage - one pause, one misstep, and he'll be eating all that fire.
They could turn back, but even then, the five or six robots currently rolling up on their position would pursue. That'd put them on defense while still in range of the turrets. Neither option is good.
They shouldn't have pushed on, he concludes, dread tying knots in his stomach. He can't give Peter the support he promised. He's not pulling his weight. He made a bad call.
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I said don't slow down!
[ But he's slowing down himself, and he knows damn well that Peter can't and shouldn't keep up that pace without support. There are too many guns up ahead, too much coverage - one pause, one misstep, and he'll be eating all that fire.
They could turn back, but even then, the five or six robots currently rolling up on their position would pursue. That'd put them on defense while still in range of the turrets. Neither option is good.
They shouldn't have pushed on, he concludes, dread tying knots in his stomach. He can't give Peter the support he promised. He's not pulling his weight. He made a bad call.
He skids to a stop. ]
Actually, no! Yes! Fall ba-