Kimblee froze as the Gear was grabbed out of his hands; he knew that he really should have done, well, just about anything else on reflex, given that hesitating certainly hadn't gotten him anything in the past outside of a steel pipe through far too many of his internal organs, but the action was so unexpected - had it been anyone but Isaac he might have seen it coming, but as it stood? No.

"Isaac, what are you - " The words died quickly, rendered unnecessary as Isaac's next action answered the question for him far more efficiently than anything he could have said.

Oh. Oh, well, that was...

...Oh.