Chris opened his mouth, but a siren blare interrupted him. He cleared his throat. [color=aqua]"You have to get out of here."[/color] he said, giving the door a long look. Anything could be out there right now - Lizardmen, floating heads, giant robots, spider-people. He figured he should've used the word 'we' in respect of getting out of here, but this somehow made him feel less safe.

He ran into some trouble with the gun's automatic safety, and when he noticed Edith taking apart the mech and the net, figured he should let her take a look. But a moment before he handed her the gun, some more gears clicked into place, in regard to what he was seeing and what she said. She had been in jail since before he was born, and now she was collecting energy sources...

[color=aqua]"Miss, you are a terrorist, aren't you."[/color] The room suddenly became very very small.