Weapon...weapon... Huh. Where had his pipe gone to?
Hart gave a quick, glancing sweep of the room and spotted the thing nearly clear across to the other wall. He'd have dropped it in the rush in, and it was no wonder it had rolled so far. He'd have to break it to Scourge that he already -had- a weapon, but wasn't it the thought that counted?
Unfortunately(?), despite the pressed gravity of the situation, Scourge's energy is contagious.
"Two is always better than one. And I know Bart knows how to fight. --because I'm not leaving him behind." He gave the little speedster a small reassuring squeeze of a hug, his chin rested over the younger's head.
"But partners..." He's smiled plenty of times today, but in the dark of the night, it felt like it had been ages. It felt good to have it back. "--I think I can handle that." One arm around Bart, he offered the other hand to Scourge. Shake on it?
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Huh. Where had his pipe gone to?
Hart gave a quick, glancing sweep of the room and spotted the thing nearly clear across to the other wall. He'd have dropped it in the rush in, and it was no wonder it had rolled so far. He'd have to break it to Scourge that he already -had- a weapon, but wasn't it the thought that counted?
Unfortunately(?), despite the pressed gravity of the situation, Scourge's energy is contagious.
"Two is always better than one. And I know Bart knows how to fight. --because I'm not leaving him behind." He gave the little speedster a small reassuring squeeze of a hug, his chin rested over the younger's head.
"But partners..." He's smiled plenty of times today, but in the dark of the night, it felt like it had been ages. It felt good to have it back. "--I think I can handle that." One arm around Bart, he offered the other hand to Scourge. Shake on it?