"Don't move, Lieutenant," Connor insists. "Doing so could destabilize the whole--"
With an enormous shifting of splintering wood, creaking insulation, and heavy rubble, the mountain in front of him lifts up and tumbles around. Connor snatches himself back to avoid some of the falling pieces, and this gives him a perfect view to watch Hank free himself with his bare hands.
... Oh.
Congratulations, Hank, you've just sent him soft-rebooting several programs to check and double-check his own eyes. Yes, he's still getting the same input.
"I--should have realized," he murmurs, more to himself than anyone else. LED cycling a steady yellow, Connor shakes himself free from his temporary paralysis, reaching to pull a piece of rebar back. Hank doesn't need the help, apparently, but now leaving the rubble will be easier.
"We're both imPorts, so--you must have a power."
Both tone and words are doing nothing to capture how shocked he still is. It's only coming through in the form of his LED and the troubled expression he can't quite mask.
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With an enormous shifting of splintering wood, creaking insulation, and heavy rubble, the mountain in front of him lifts up and tumbles around. Connor snatches himself back to avoid some of the falling pieces, and this gives him a perfect view to watch Hank free himself with his bare hands.
... Oh.
Congratulations, Hank, you've just sent him soft-rebooting several programs to check and double-check his own eyes. Yes, he's still getting the same input.
"I--should have realized," he murmurs, more to himself than anyone else. LED cycling a steady yellow, Connor shakes himself free from his temporary paralysis, reaching to pull a piece of rebar back. Hank doesn't need the help, apparently, but now leaving the rubble will be easier.
"We're both imPorts, so--you must have a power."
Both tone and words are doing nothing to capture how shocked he still is. It's only coming through in the form of his LED and the troubled expression he can't quite mask.