Enough time for it to move while you weren't watching.

[There it came, distracted as he was, those binoculars shoved right back and against Morrison's chest as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Okay, just think.

It could be some shifting of... No, no they didn't work like that. The bucket of bolts could have honestly just be doing some sort of rounds and would be back soon enough. Could they afford to remain where they were if that was the case? They were situated close enough—]

I don't like this. [Well no shit with how that had been growled out.] They don't just wander off, not without reason.