[As in of course you have a feeling you don't like, look at this place, look at the abominations about us, look at the fact they've got robots, anyone would have a bad feeling, for, I, too, have a bad feeling about this but he wasn't going to actually say it.]
Someone will be discovered- [Not them, of course, but someone else: they split into teams, after all, and not all teams were created equal.] -and when that happens we'll have to... [He doesn't even know what.] ...something.
And they told us that all they wanted was for us to steal some books? If I were the Empire I'd have handed them over, if only to save myself the inevitable trouble when something like this happened.
[Somehow, the hush was even eerier than the robo- wait, no, there's a clank off in the distance.]
[It's definitely starting at them in the face, and she doesn't even know it's the best plan. Looks like they're both on the same page on that part at least.
She nods, because she knows what he meant. It's not just the skill of the teams or that of the robots, but also their environment. It in itself is a danger to them all, where they're not sure if it will corner them instead when they had to quickly make their escape.]
Mmm, they believe they would be able to crush us, no? Handing over books would be less effo--...
[And she grows quiet again, once again, completely still. That was the sound of metal, but not quite a foot step. Her eyes quickly search the scene, before flashing back over to Sandalphon. Could he see or sense anything?]
[He couldn't see or sense anything. Well, he could sense something, but the same as she could: there was something large, and it a was nearby, and it was ominously looming. You didn't need superpowers to detect that. Sometimes, you just knew.] I-
[Two minutes later Sandalphon realized that they were, perhaps, heading deeper into the bowels of the maze of books and this was a foolish mistake and they should've gone in the other direction, but the other direction (the exit) is also where the loud noises came from in the first place.]
They won't expect us to be heading within their defenses.
[He doesn't even have to tell her twice as soon as the noise was set off, and she follows him. Something has happened, and while they could mull over what has, who was caught, they risk their very being by doing so. They must let go.
But it seems that by escaping danger, they only walked deeper into it.]
Y...yes. [Well, he's not completely wrong, so she sticks by his side, looking around them, the old books on crumbling shelves. Even as they're practically walking straight into trouble, she doesn't seem at all fazed by it.]
We may have had to go this way, anyway. [After all, where would you put something the enemy would want?]
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[As in of course you have a feeling you don't like, look at this place, look at the abominations about us, look at the fact they've got robots, anyone would have a bad feeling, for, I, too, have a bad feeling about this but he wasn't going to actually say it.]
Someone will be discovered- [Not them, of course, but someone else: they split into teams, after all, and not all teams were created equal.] -and when that happens we'll have to... [He doesn't even know what.] ...something.
And they told us that all they wanted was for us to steal some books? If I were the Empire I'd have handed them over, if only to save myself the inevitable trouble when something like this happened.
[Somehow, the hush was even eerier than the robo- wait, no, there's a clank off in the distance.]
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She nods, because she knows what he meant. It's not just the skill of the teams or that of the robots, but also their environment. It in itself is a danger to them all, where they're not sure if it will corner them instead when they had to quickly make their escape.]
Mmm, they believe they would be able to crush us, no? Handing over books would be less effo--...
[And she grows quiet again, once again, completely still. That was the sound of metal, but not quite a foot step. Her eyes quickly search the scene, before flashing back over to Sandalphon. Could he see or sense anything?]
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He wasn't going to hang around here.]
This way.
[They're going to go away from that loud noise, as if something (or someone) had just been discovered, which was probably what exactly happened.]
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They won't expect us to be heading within their defenses.
[Don't say it.]
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But it seems that by escaping danger, they only walked deeper into it.]
Y...yes. [Well, he's not completely wrong, so she sticks by his side, looking around them, the old books on crumbling shelves. Even as they're practically walking straight into trouble, she doesn't seem at all fazed by it.]
We may have had to go this way, anyway. [After all, where would you put something the enemy would want?]