[ When Locus doesn't come back- well. He gives him a little bit. Five, six minutes before it pricks at the back of his mind that, hey, this was a pretty intense scene.
That Locus hadn't ever really been in subspace before.
That he'd been tense when he'd come out of it, squirrely-
And he just let him wander off on his own.
A+ job there, Taylor. You're the best. No, really, you're so fucking smart-
He pushes off the bunk midway through cleaning a bit of soot from one of Locus' pauldrons, slipping into the cockpit to check and- damn. NOt a good sign. ]
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That Locus hadn't ever really been in subspace before.
That he'd been tense when he'd come out of it, squirrely-
And he just let him wander off on his own.
A+ job there, Taylor. You're the best. No, really, you're so fucking smart-
He pushes off the bunk midway through cleaning a bit of soot from one of Locus' pauldrons, slipping into the cockpit to check and- damn. NOt a good sign. ]
Locus? Shit. [ Shit shit shit. ] Talk to me.