"It's okay. Arming yourself in case you needed to defend yourself wasn't a bad idea. Just wait here for a little bit, okay? Then we'll work on getting you home."
Guardian gets up and goes to put the gun with the rest of the equipment they're salvaging, then holds a hand to his ear and starts talking in a low voice to someone.
Tim will catch it even if it's quiet.
"Yes, ma'am. It's under control. We're recovering the tech now and will secure the mutated victims for transport. There's also a civilian survivor that needs to be debriefed and taken home."
He listens. His face contorts in a frown.
"I don't know if that's necessary. It's handled." He listens, his expression getting more concerned. "Why are we - no, I'm not -"
His eyes cast downward.
"No, ma'am. Yes, ma'am." He looks at his team member. "No, I can handle it."
There is now a tension in the room, as the others stare at him. The one with energy constructs looks angry.
"This is getting out of control," he says. "I didn't sign up for this. I'd rather rot in a brig somewhere than -"
Guardian holds up a hand.
"Don't. Don't challenge her, you know how she is. I'll handle it, okay?"
There is obvious relief in the body language of his teammates.
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Guardian takes the ray gun away from him.
"It's okay. Arming yourself in case you needed to defend yourself wasn't a bad idea. Just wait here for a little bit, okay? Then we'll work on getting you home."
Guardian gets up and goes to put the gun with the rest of the equipment they're salvaging, then holds a hand to his ear and starts talking in a low voice to someone.
Tim will catch it even if it's quiet.
"Yes, ma'am. It's under control. We're recovering the tech now and will secure the mutated victims for transport. There's also a civilian survivor that needs to be debriefed and taken home."
He listens. His face contorts in a frown.
"I don't know if that's necessary. It's handled." He listens, his expression getting more concerned. "Why are we - no, I'm not -"
His eyes cast downward.
"No, ma'am. Yes, ma'am." He looks at his team member. "No, I can handle it."
There is now a tension in the room, as the others stare at him. The one with energy constructs looks angry.
"This is getting out of control," he says. "I didn't sign up for this. I'd rather rot in a brig somewhere than -"
Guardian holds up a hand.
"Don't. Don't challenge her, you know how she is. I'll handle it, okay?"
There is obvious relief in the body language of his teammates.
He walks back over to Tim, slowly.
"I need you to come with me."