"The legion probably frowns on the fun explosives anyway." Anything that lethal has to be against their moral code or whatever. York's not against it but it's harder to be for it when everything's a slithering mess of gore and horror. "None of the cables look usable. Must be the blood."

Shit he never thought he'd say. York pulls himself upright and scrapes some of the gunk off his armor, groaning. "It's gonna take forever to get clean. And that's IF we get out of here."