[ Peter picks out a few details on his own – spots the guy’s gun, notes the glint of metal (gold and silver and bullet casings) – and while he doesn’t raise his blaster, neither does he move to holster it, either.
He glances over at the pod at the guy’s – McCree’s, he corrects – question, and lifts his good shoulder in a shrug. ]
It would’ve been a messier landing if I hadn’t.
[ well, that’s not entirely accurate, but there certainly would’ve been a whole lot more vaporization. ]
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He glances over at the pod at the guy’s – McCree’s, he corrects – question, and lifts his good shoulder in a shrug. ]
It would’ve been a messier landing if I hadn’t.
[ well, that’s not entirely accurate, but there certainly would’ve been a whole lot more vaporization. ]