Damn is right. Unless Reaper’s been hanging out with—who knows—prodigious hackers, or something, 76 doesn’t expect either of them to be much good here. Their talents mostly lie in pointing guns at things and shooting, not hacking into alien computer consoles. They don’t exactly have the time to brute force this thing, either.
76 takes a few quick steps back to the first door, peering back out into the hallway, visor active and scanning for any movement or heat. Having left the strange room of robots behind, he mostly comes up empty.
“What are you expecting to get rushed by? Just work on it. I’ll keep an eye out.”
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76 takes a few quick steps back to the first door, peering back out into the hallway, visor active and scanning for any movement or heat. Having left the strange room of robots behind, he mostly comes up empty.
“What are you expecting to get rushed by? Just work on it. I’ll keep an eye out.”