( Yeah, no, there's about a second or two of clear confusion before it dawns on him right around the second Lance starts explaining. Dark hole, bright light. They're bound to be a beacon practically.
He doesn't particularly like the strategy, it feels a little bit like using Lance as a human meat shield-- )
Hey, hang on.
( Sorry, he kind of shifts underneath Lance's metal umbrella as though he's suddenly forgotten what personal space is. He's not getting fresh, he just needs the cover so he can reshape his own into something... maybe actually practical.
Give the meat shield a shield-shield? )
If they're resistant to acidic rain...
( He shrugs a little, offering it out.
Maybe they'll be resistant to whatever did that to a human arm. )
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He doesn't particularly like the strategy, it feels a little bit like using Lance as a human meat shield-- )
Hey, hang on.
( Sorry, he kind of shifts underneath Lance's metal umbrella as though he's suddenly forgotten what personal space is. He's not getting fresh, he just needs the cover so he can reshape his own into something... maybe actually practical.
Give the meat shield a shield-shield? )
If they're resistant to acidic rain...
( He shrugs a little, offering it out.
Maybe they'll be resistant to whatever did that to a human arm. )