[The sleeves of his coat and the high hems of his gloves provide an ample amount of protection for his arms — a good precaution to take when fighting things with teeth that might like to chomp down on an arm that comes up to dissuade them — and so he doesn't hiss when Reno grasps hold of it, any pain that might've sprung from the bruises underneath muted by the layers of fabric between them and the grip.]
You found your e-mag.
[He's not sure if that's reassuring or not, to come from a set of circumstances so barren of weapons, only to discover their new ones handing them out like candy. Still, he'd rather have them than not, any day of the week.
Together, they stagger into the building that he'd thought was a library, but upon crossing the threshold proves to be quite the opposite. Newcomb Hall is built like an institution that's meant to welcome visitors, not usher them in and expect them to be silent as soon as they've set foot within, and his gaze rapidly sweeps the available rooms, looking for a quiet place that isn't likely to be too flammable.]
There — the Safety and Security Office. I like the sound of that.
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You found your e-mag.
[He's not sure if that's reassuring or not, to come from a set of circumstances so barren of weapons, only to discover their new ones handing them out like candy. Still, he'd rather have them than not, any day of the week.
Together, they stagger into the building that he'd thought was a library, but upon crossing the threshold proves to be quite the opposite. Newcomb Hall is built like an institution that's meant to welcome visitors, not usher them in and expect them to be silent as soon as they've set foot within, and his gaze rapidly sweeps the available rooms, looking for a quiet place that isn't likely to be too flammable.]
There — the Safety and Security Office. I like the sound of that.