Haha, alright, alright... [Duo chuckles, waving a dismissive hand. He gives the gun another glance-over now that it's at his level, though. About beam rifle size... He walks around it, taking it in.]
[Riptide's last comment catches Duo's attention again, and he gives a careful look.] ...You mentioned something, before. Right. When you went and lost your arm.
[He glances down to the gun again, then leans against a nearby pile of scrap.] Feel like talking about it? You don't gotta.
I wouldn't have asked if I didn't. [Duo says, gently, but he'll let it go. If that's what the guy needs to distance himself from it, if he still needs his time to process... He's not gonna push it.]
Your arm feelin' better, by the way? Haven't had any complications? ...How's things with your pal?
Y'sure? [Duo steps over to it, crouching down, looking at the energy generator.] ...Hope things work out, pal. You might've really screwed it up, but you didn't mean to, right?
Taking responsibility's just as important as what you meant to happen. Owning up. Even if things were really bad... not much else of use that you can do.
[And Duo shrugs. He wasn't going to push the issue, then, if Riptide really didn't want to talk about it.]
[He stumbles slightly, having been leaning over the gun to get a close look when it vanished, and blinks.] Woah, hey! Convenient trick... Say, have you tried pulling this thing out as a human? Does it come out mini-sized if you do that?
Haha, that's fair. [Duo sure wasn't about to guinea pig for that theory, either.] Guess you gotta hope this won't run out of juice on its own. I haven't really seen much hope in the way of nuclear fission generation sources around here that are sophisticated enough to charge beam weaponry.
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[he snorts, putting the gun on the ground.]
He sure does, though. [sigh.] I miss him. I think he's dead because of me.
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[Riptide's last comment catches Duo's attention again, and he gives a careful look.] ...You mentioned something, before. Right. When you went and lost your arm.
[He glances down to the gun again, then leans against a nearby pile of scrap.] Feel like talking about it? You don't gotta.
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[he considers. then shakes his head.]
Bunch of betrayals and people dying. You don't wanna know.
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Your arm feelin' better, by the way? Haven't had any complications? ...How's things with your pal?
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[he shrugs.]
I still need to talk to him. You can have a look at the gun, if you want.
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Taking responsibility's just as important as what you meant to happen. Owning up. Even if things were really bad... not much else of use that you can do.
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[he shakes his head, putting his hand on the gun. it disappears.]
--Oh. I didn't know I could do that.
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[He stumbles slightly, having been leaning over the gun to get a close look when it vanished, and blinks.] Woah, hey! Convenient trick... Say, have you tried pulling this thing out as a human? Does it come out mini-sized if you do that?
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... Assuming that's what yours run on, I dunno.