Flynn glares after her, a disgruntled expression on his face, but after a moment he trots along. Not without imitating her pointing gesture, of course. He's mature like that.
Once they're outside he leans back against the wall and crosses his arms. See? Can't make any grabby hands like that, at least not quickly. A sign of good faith for the explanations that are coming in. Even if they make this place sound like some bad late night B-movie rerun.]
Like a rat maze you have to figure out. Might be some giant experiment though I've never seen anything on that scale.
[Great. He always hated mind games. He hesitates, then holds up the journal that he pocketed earlier.]
What's with the dusty items in the loony bin? Have they always been there?
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Flynn glares after her, a disgruntled expression on his face, but after a moment he trots along. Not without imitating her pointing gesture, of course. He's mature like that.
Once they're outside he leans back against the wall and crosses his arms. See? Can't make any grabby hands like that, at least not quickly. A sign of good faith for the explanations that are coming in. Even if they make this place sound like some bad late night B-movie rerun.]
Like a rat maze you have to figure out. Might be some giant experiment though I've never seen anything on that scale.
[Great. He always hated mind games. He hesitates, then holds up the journal that he pocketed earlier.]
What's with the dusty items in the loony bin? Have they always been there?