[ The truly terrible part about this is that Claude has encountered guns thanks to coming to Abraxas where they exist, and it still doesn't even register that this isn't the smartest thing he's ever done. Maybe it's just easy to overlook in favor of getting to explore something new that's been handed to him. It might hit him later that this could've been worse. Maybe.
For now - Claude turns it over a couple more times to continue the inspection and resists turning it on again. If there's something lurking in the tunnel, they probably don't need to attract it with more sound than their voices are making. There's also a slight smile on his face while thinking about how his friends would be delighted by this invention.
A hair dryer, huh. I know a couple of people with very long hair who would be interested to know something like this exists. [ Though he does purse his lips for a second in thought before looking up, because - ] You have a point that it might not be the best thing in terms of weaponry, unless there's a knife hiding in it somewhere. Then I might rank it above, say, the random bones around.
[ He'll hold onto it as they keep walking, at any rate, though any actual use remains to be seen. Something clicks in Claude's mind abruptly as he looks once more towards Jack, calculating something quickly as he does. ]
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For now - Claude turns it over a couple more times to continue the inspection and resists turning it on again. If there's something lurking in the tunnel, they probably don't need to attract it with more sound than their voices are making. There's also a slight smile on his face while thinking about how his friends would be delighted by this invention.
A hair dryer, huh. I know a couple of people with very long hair who would be interested to know something like this exists. [ Though he does purse his lips for a second in thought before looking up, because - ] You have a point that it might not be the best thing in terms of weaponry, unless there's a knife hiding in it somewhere. Then I might rank it above, say, the random bones around.
[ He'll hold onto it as they keep walking, at any rate, though any actual use remains to be seen. Something clicks in Claude's mind abruptly as he looks once more towards Jack, calculating something quickly as he does. ]
You're friends with Kyle, aren't you?