[ He shakes his head. ] No, just for a second. If there's anything living in there, I don't want your mobility compromised.
[ Sticking Peter with the gun is bad for both of them, actually. Peter needs his agility, and Qubit needs ... the gun. He doesn't want to be caught unprepared again. Anyway, he points his tablet into the fissure and runs a quick battery of scans. ]
... Hm. I'm picking up some EM signals, but no life signs. Radiation level's slightly elevated, but not unsafe. Not sure how far back it goes, though. [ He taps in a few commands. ] I'll have it alert us if anything changes.
[ That only leaves heading on in, but as he turns back to Peter, he hesitates - briefly, but it's hard to miss. Logically, Peter's better equipped to take point, but Qubit finds he isn't eager to suggest it. It's only been like two days, and that fiasco with the defense bots is still fresh in his mind. Hell, Peter's armor is still out of commission from that. What is he doing? He ought to be protecting the boy, not -
Catching himself, he forces a deep breath through his nose. That's your amygdala talking, Qubit. Peter chose to be here - this whole thing was his idea. Past a certain point, you have to let go and trust him... but be there to back him up.
He pockets his tablet and goes to take the gun back. ]
Looks like it's going to be a tight squeeze. You ready?
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[ Sticking Peter with the gun is bad for both of them, actually. Peter needs his agility, and Qubit needs ... the gun. He doesn't want to be caught unprepared again. Anyway, he points his tablet into the fissure and runs a quick battery of scans. ]
... Hm. I'm picking up some EM signals, but no life signs. Radiation level's slightly elevated, but not unsafe. Not sure how far back it goes, though. [ He taps in a few commands. ] I'll have it alert us if anything changes.
[ That only leaves heading on in, but as he turns back to Peter, he hesitates - briefly, but it's hard to miss. Logically, Peter's better equipped to take point, but Qubit finds he isn't eager to suggest it. It's only been like two days, and that fiasco with the defense bots is still fresh in his mind. Hell, Peter's armor is still out of commission from that. What is he doing? He ought to be protecting the boy, not -
Catching himself, he forces a deep breath through his nose. That's your amygdala talking, Qubit. Peter chose to be here - this whole thing was his idea. Past a certain point, you have to let go and trust him... but be there to back him up.
He pockets his tablet and goes to take the gun back. ]
Looks like it's going to be a tight squeeze. You ready?