Ok that-

That's a new move. Taylor's eye tracks the flip, flicking through camera feeds for objective points and targets and, damn. Locus wouldn't have done that on his own. Silent and efficient, yes. An economy of movement that could be considered graceful-

But that? That had been pure fucking poetry.

in the back of his head Delta's taking notes for, well, whatever reason as the next Target rounds the corner, oblivious.