His brows furrow, comedy mixed with intrigue, a laugh forming shallow on his lips. The settings are well underway and he's just about ready to use the train's fancy new elevator (yes, that's precisely what it could be except it traverses dimension and space instead of physical floor!)...except Gibbs is making a bit of a fuss and he has to take him off his shoulder to cradle close to his chest.
Behave.
"Anyway. Let's get going. " A pause. "You're sure there's no risk coming out discombobulated on the other side?"
He's watched a lot of these space shows where one wrong setting gets people's atoms rearranged, alright? Cut him some slack!
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His brows furrow, comedy mixed with intrigue, a laugh forming shallow on his lips. The settings are well underway and he's just about ready to use the train's fancy new elevator (yes, that's precisely what it could be except it traverses dimension and space instead of physical floor!)...except Gibbs is making a bit of a fuss and he has to take him off his shoulder to cradle close to his chest.
Behave.
"Anyway. Let's get going. " A pause. "You're sure there's no risk coming out discombobulated on the other side?"
He's watched a lot of these space shows where one wrong setting gets people's atoms rearranged, alright? Cut him some slack!