"Yeah, let's try and keep your brain intact," Steve says, ignoring the possibility of getting shocked, himself, because it's just a risk he's willing to take.
He makes to the end of the row, finally, and sees a glint of metal. Silver, he thinks - "Winter?" He starts heading in that direction, trying to make out the rest the other's silhouette in the dim light. "You know, call me old-school, but all this technology is really overrated."
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He makes to the end of the row, finally, and sees a glint of metal. Silver, he thinks - "Winter?" He starts heading in that direction, trying to make out the rest the other's silhouette in the dim light. "You know, call me old-school, but all this technology is really overrated."