[ They all tear off a lot faster than he'd anticipated, and he wondered for a half-second if it would not be better if they kept some of the deinos around as pack creatures, or riding, but maybe that's because Silco doesn't like being drug along at such a speed. His feet are uncoordinated and clumsy at first, before he finally finds his footing, and starts following along with Tezca's trot as they start booking it to follow the rest of them. ]
Pistol.
[ He say, and holds out a hand. He is no crack shot, but... well. Silco's better with it than one would expect. Though the AK looks like it would propel him backwards by using it. The pistol doesn't even look half as destructive as one of Jinx's, and so it's probably fine.
He thinks, but his experience is more akin to listening to his daughter go on and on about weapons, only picking up the stray bit of information here and there, but not enough to actually know anything more than a few random facts. ]
Will they be expecting us?
[ His eyes tracked the shimmered one, and there's the occasional look to him, as if his concentration is laser-focused. Tezca can probably guess, he's nudging them to not lose their concentration on going forward. ]
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Pistol.
[ He say, and holds out a hand. He is no crack shot, but... well. Silco's better with it than one would expect. Though the AK looks like it would propel him backwards by using it. The pistol doesn't even look half as destructive as one of Jinx's, and so it's probably fine.
He thinks, but his experience is more akin to listening to his daughter go on and on about weapons, only picking up the stray bit of information here and there, but not enough to actually know anything more than a few random facts. ]
Will they be expecting us?
[ His eyes tracked the shimmered one, and there's the occasional look to him, as if his concentration is laser-focused. Tezca can probably guess, he's nudging them to not lose their concentration on going forward. ]