Lucius pouts at the criticisms but, when Izzy only offers the two, perks up a bit. Apparently this is as close to praise as he's going to get which, fuck it, he'll take it.
"This and a scalpel I stole from the morgue," Lucius says and boy, that was a sentence.
Speaking of, he glances up at the many, many stairs it's going to take to get them back up to the sport deck. Twelve flights? Fourteen flights? He's spooked of the scarier portions of the ship, to be sure, but he's not...that is just way too many stairs.
He sighs and moves to get the door. Once he pries the heavy metal door open, a brackish, inhospitable wash of bland flourescent light pours out into the landing. He shuffles to hold it open with his leg and gestures inside.
"Come on, I'll show you were they hide the pointy shit and medical supplies on the way to the lift," Lucius offers. It's not a gracious offer but it's not really meant to be. Last time he was down here was with Ava and she's scary as hell, enough that he wasn't bothered by the...everything. Now he has Izzy which, ultimately, he feels is a lateral move.
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"This and a scalpel I stole from the morgue," Lucius says and boy, that was a sentence.
Speaking of, he glances up at the many, many stairs it's going to take to get them back up to the sport deck. Twelve flights? Fourteen flights? He's spooked of the scarier portions of the ship, to be sure, but he's not...that is just way too many stairs.
He sighs and moves to get the door. Once he pries the heavy metal door open, a brackish, inhospitable wash of bland flourescent light pours out into the landing. He shuffles to hold it open with his leg and gestures inside.
"Come on, I'll show you were they hide the pointy shit and medical supplies on the way to the lift," Lucius offers. It's not a gracious offer but it's not really meant to be. Last time he was down here was with Ava and she's scary as hell, enough that he wasn't bothered by the...everything. Now he has Izzy which, ultimately, he feels is a lateral move.