[ He's just gonna have to wait to find out about that, probably. Not that he could keep up with a Servant's... anything, really.
No more yelling is a step up, though the question confuses him for a second before it computes - he's so used to dealing with people who also travel around space these days. ] What... oh, that? It's my armor, I mean, the jetpack is part of it.
[ At least the solid-looking plates make it fairly recognizably armor, even if it's not the shiny full plate she's wearing. And because Lance is good at digging his own grave, he just kind of presumes it's his turn to ask something now. ]
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No more yelling is a step up, though the question confuses him for a second before it computes - he's so used to dealing with people who also travel around space these days. ] What... oh, that? It's my armor, I mean, the jetpack is part of it.
[ At least the solid-looking plates make it fairly recognizably armor, even if it's not the shiny full plate she's wearing. And because Lance is good at digging his own grave, he just kind of presumes it's his turn to ask something now. ]
Do you have any idea where we are?