[He'll think about that one while looking around the corridor. Seems the same way to him. The more he sees, the more it looks too out of use to be a villain lair.]
Yeah...none of this seems right.
[There's some definite uncertainty in his voice, despite trying to keep a stoic expression. It's not fear or anything, it's just...weird. The situation's not adding up with what he's used to and that's weird. Because if it's not stupid villain garbage, then what the hell is going on exactly.]
No traps, nobody taking credit for it, it's all old. But our stuff's gone, we've got these stupid suits and this thing...
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Yeah...none of this seems right.
[There's some definite uncertainty in his voice, despite trying to keep a stoic expression. It's not fear or anything, it's just...weird. The situation's not adding up with what he's used to and that's weird. Because if it's not stupid villain garbage, then what the hell is going on exactly.]
No traps, nobody taking credit for it, it's all old. But our stuff's gone, we've got these stupid suits and this thing...
[He'll gesture at the thing on his arm.]
So what the hell is all this?