[...Honestly, he doesn't know what to do now. With the buttons, and who knows how many more bombs out there, his hands are...loosely tied - he's not naive enough to think Seth wouldn't eventually set them all off, but with other people out there aiming to do roughly what he did, he can't provoke the man into setting them off any sooner than otherwise possible. And he can't exactly walk away.
He pauses, then shrugs, trying and probably failing to look like he knows what he's doing. God, that talking thing is disturbing.]
Hoping to maim you, more like. [He bites his tongue before he can say anything about "cowardly hands". The rough idea here is to not have those hands slip.]
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He pauses, then shrugs, trying and probably failing to look like he knows what he's doing. God, that talking thing is disturbing.]
Hoping to maim you, more like. [He bites his tongue before he can say anything about "cowardly hands". The rough idea here is to not have those hands slip.]