"Mmm I'd be more used to a heist-like operation," he sighs. A night of brooding over how much he'd messed up along with lack of sleep has done nothing for his mood. But he's trying not to be so sullen for her.
There's a dismissive wave at her suggestion. "And have you leave while I'm napping? No, we'll go now. Running on 3 hours for 2 days isn't as uncommon for me as I'd like it to be." He shrugs off his jacket, yes the utility belt is hidden in there along with an extra mask just in case, and puts it over a chair as he asks, "So what do I need to go measure?"
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