[It wasn't like he made a habit of randomly shooting up walls, after all. But he wasn't sure that shooting more holes was going to help a lot. Maybe Tusk could muscle through? It was weak, but the walls were only sand.]
Yeah, about that.
[This wasn't the time for a lengthy conversation, to be sure. Another few seconds and another chunk of ceiling was liable to fall. He made it as brief as possible.]
You'll have to give me a hand. I can't walk, but I can shoot up anything in our way.
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[Caught in the act, apparently. Shit.]
There was a bee.
[It wasn't like he made a habit of randomly shooting up walls, after all. But he wasn't sure that shooting more holes was going to help a lot. Maybe Tusk could muscle through? It was weak, but the walls were only sand.]
Yeah, about that.
[This wasn't the time for a lengthy conversation, to be sure. Another few seconds and another chunk of ceiling was liable to fall. He made it as brief as possible.]
You'll have to give me a hand. I can't walk, but I can shoot up anything in our way.