[The quiet is worrying, the tense sort that makes it hard to tell if it's just his imagination going on overdrive or if there really is someone else here. It's enough to make him reach for his collapsed tech-bō, the cold metal only slightly comforting against his palm.
There's really not much by way of cover where he is, and he starts to debate whether or not he should just retreat. If the place already has someone skulking about, that won't really be ideal for his use. But if it turns out it's just some rodents running around...
He inches forward, eyeing the edge of the wall just ahead of him, where the hall finally turns to branch off before freezing again. There's someone else here, there has to be. He chews on his lower lip as he toggles other readouts on his goggles, hoping it really is just a rat. Maybe even a stray cat.]
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There's really not much by way of cover where he is, and he starts to debate whether or not he should just retreat. If the place already has someone skulking about, that won't really be ideal for his use. But if it turns out it's just some rodents running around...
He inches forward, eyeing the edge of the wall just ahead of him, where the hall finally turns to branch off before freezing again. There's someone else here, there has to be. He chews on his lower lip as he toggles other readouts on his goggles, hoping it really is just a rat. Maybe even a stray cat.]