[He nods at her question, noting the look in her eyes, and refrains from commenting about how much this sucks; no need to worry her even more about what's unarguably a terrible situation. He really hopes there's even anyone left to save down there, because it's a little difficult to imagine.
He watches her steps closer toward the hole, making sure to aim away even though he's still ready in case another rat appears, but... This really does suck.]
If you're going in, we both should. What kind of range do you have on controlling the light? If I go in front of you, can you project it far enough ahead of me that anything going for it isn't like, in arm's reach?
[Because he sure doesn't want her going first, both because he doesn't want anything happening to her and because he doesn't want to try to shoot around her, but he'd also prefer not to get mauled by a rat if he has the choice.]
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He watches her steps closer toward the hole, making sure to aim away even though he's still ready in case another rat appears, but... This really does suck.]
If you're going in, we both should. What kind of range do you have on controlling the light? If I go in front of you, can you project it far enough ahead of me that anything going for it isn't like, in arm's reach?
[Because he sure doesn't want her going first, both because he doesn't want anything happening to her and because he doesn't want to try to shoot around her, but he'd also prefer not to get mauled by a rat if he has the choice.]