[He can be mad later, already switching gears as he patted at Jack's side to at least lean over a little as Gabriel moved up closer, taking those binoculars while he settled, tucked up. Drawing as little attention as possible to his movements no matter how damned bunkered down they were.
These damn things could swarm like ants, or at least seemed to with how many could launch out of a complex at a time.]
Movement or more?
[Already lifting the binoculars to take a look where he'd caught the other looking, shoulders tensed.]
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These damn things could swarm like ants, or at least seemed to with how many could launch out of a complex at a time.]
Movement or more?
[Already lifting the binoculars to take a look where he'd caught the other looking, shoulders tensed.]