As much as Stiles had posed a fairly important question, Cisco was willing to let it fall away because he also had a good point: they couldn't exactly go get the things they needed, at least unless they split up and the mission had pretty clearly stated that they shouldn't if they could avoid it. Delivery would be an option if they thought that they could trust it, but Cisco's fairly sure that that would be counterproductive since they'd have to vet the whole process anyway. It would just be making more work for themselves.
Gabi is largely quiet as Stiles explains their thought process for protecting her for the night. He doesn't mention that they'll probably have to sleep in shifts, if they sleep at all, because that's sort of a given.
As she finishes her meal, Gabi gives a little shrug and she fidgets for a moment, like she's reflexively about to take care of her dirty dishes but remembers that she doesn't have to. "I have my old GREEN barrel laser gun and my current BLUE one," she offers. "I'll get them for you. They might be better defense than those RED barrel laser guns you probably have." Unless potential assailants are INFRARED or RED, her weapons will be the only ones worth using, anyway.
She gets to her feet and moves to retrieve them, handing the BLUE one to Cisco because he looks older and the GREEN one to Stiles. "I'm going to bed. Thank you for this, I appreciate it," she says. With that, she turns and heads to her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Cisco takes a deep breath and sighs, looking back at Stiles. Now comes the hard part. He's confident that if they work together as well now as they have been all day, it won't be so bad. The biggest battle will be against sleep.
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Gabi is largely quiet as Stiles explains their thought process for protecting her for the night. He doesn't mention that they'll probably have to sleep in shifts, if they sleep at all, because that's sort of a given.
As she finishes her meal, Gabi gives a little shrug and she fidgets for a moment, like she's reflexively about to take care of her dirty dishes but remembers that she doesn't have to. "I have my old GREEN barrel laser gun and my current BLUE one," she offers. "I'll get them for you. They might be better defense than those RED barrel laser guns you probably have." Unless potential assailants are INFRARED or RED, her weapons will be the only ones worth using, anyway.
She gets to her feet and moves to retrieve them, handing the BLUE one to Cisco because he looks older and the GREEN one to Stiles. "I'm going to bed. Thank you for this, I appreciate it," she says. With that, she turns and heads to her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Cisco takes a deep breath and sighs, looking back at Stiles. Now comes the hard part. He's confident that if they work together as well now as they have been all day, it won't be so bad. The biggest battle will be against sleep.
"Well...here goes nothing."
((ooc: end?))