[Ahhhh, yes, good. Confusion means she's doin it rite.]
Let us hope you are not. [She's used to handling corpses, but...parts of them? Not quite so much, especially if they've been sitting for a while like she suspects these must have been.] Lead the way.
[ Without waiting for her, he turns and starts walking. Through the door, down the halls, all with a sense of caution. Whatever did it was dangerous, and no matter what anyone says or thinks... Wash is always paranoid. Always careful.
He doesn't say anything during the trip there, apart from an indication of when they arrive outside of the waste disposal sector. ]
[Lan Fan follows silently, a perfect shadow as she keeps her guard up traveling the halls. She strains all her senses, physical and metaphysical, but luckily for them nothing comes calling.]
[She nods at Wash's indication, following him inside. It doesn't take long to catch the scent, and she wrinkles her nose in disgust.] I can tell.
[Lan Fan grimaces before taking the box and going over to the pile of guts, managing to keep from stomping her way over. Automail has never before been so useful, she can pick up and transfer the remains while not actually touching them, though it takes longer than if she'd used both hands. Still, she does get all of it and closes it up, then brings it back and shoves it back into Washington's hands.]
[ He needs to tell them about it, and maybe he'll report in with some good words... maybe... it wouldn't be 'the guts were gross so i made her pick them up' but something that sounds way more noble. ]
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Let us hope you are not. [She's used to handling corpses, but...parts of them? Not quite so much, especially if they've been sitting for a while like she suspects these must have been.] Lead the way.
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He doesn't say anything during the trip there, apart from an indication of when they arrive outside of the waste disposal sector. ]
It's in here.
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[She nods at Wash's indication, following him inside. It doesn't take long to catch the scent, and she wrinkles her nose in disgust.] I can tell.
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[ Inside is, well, waste disposal. And a pile of guts on the floor, off to the side. ]
I think the power for the ship comes from this place. Or some of it. [ He holds the container out to her and points the guts. ] There's your sample.
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I thought I was only to accompany you as a guard!
[SHE DID NOT SIGN UP TO TOUCH YUCKY GUTS OKAY]
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[ Does he sound like he cares? Nope. ]
Apparently your unit is the fighting-and-gut-collecting kind.
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[Lan Fan grimaces before taking the box and going over to the pile of guts, managing to keep from stomping her way over. Automail has never before been so useful, she can pick up and transfer the remains while not actually touching them, though it takes longer than if she'd used both hands. Still, she does get all of it and closes it up, then brings it back and shoves it back into Washington's hands.]
Here.
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[ He needs to tell them about it, and maybe he'll report in with some good words... maybe... it wouldn't be 'the guts were gross so i made her pick them up' but something that sounds way more noble. ]
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Eren Jaeger.
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[ ... after a second. ]
You want to take it to him?
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[Sir, I believe that would be a 'no'.]
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It was worth a shot.