Hellboy pauses, before he puts the pieces of McCoy's idea together.
"...they can't have been that-" he whispers, before taking onto account what they'd seen so far. "-oh crap. They're *exactly* that dumb."
His hand wasn't build for fiddly detail work, but he could probably do something about the collars if he was careful. They just needed to make sure Project Prometheus didn't suspect anything.
"If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, I can do it, but carving the right symbols'll take time. And we can't let 'em think we're cooperating," he says, still quiet. The kid had the right idea here.
Louder, he growls out, "Everything good? Nothing cutting off my air? Cause I might not wanna to kill ya, Doc, but that doesn't mean I want you in my face."
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"...they can't have been that-" he whispers, before taking onto account what they'd seen so far. "-oh crap. They're *exactly* that dumb."
His hand wasn't build for fiddly detail work, but he could probably do something about the collars if he was careful. They just needed to make sure Project Prometheus didn't suspect anything.
"If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, I can do it, but carving the right symbols'll take time. And we can't let 'em think we're cooperating," he says, still quiet. The kid had the right idea here.
Louder, he growls out, "Everything good? Nothing cutting off my air? Cause I might not wanna to kill ya, Doc, but that doesn't mean I want you in my face."