[Cover him. He does, by rote instinct, shifting back a pace to keep an eye out while Maine studies whatever's on the floor. Not that there's anyone else down here - but it's when you let your guard down that something typically swarms out to floor you, and he's been over the inherent comedic timing of shit going wrong for years now.]
[Still, nothing looms out of the dark to menace them while Maine's attention is on the floor.]
I vote we go around until we - oh.
[His eyes are adjusting to the murk, still, but squinting ahead, it looks as though there's some sort of barrier obstructing their progress. A wall, maybe - or a door that only opens when a certain number of switches are pressed.]
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[Still, nothing looms out of the dark to menace them while Maine's attention is on the floor.]
I vote we go around until we - oh.
[His eyes are adjusting to the murk, still, but squinting ahead, it looks as though there's some sort of barrier obstructing their progress. A wall, maybe - or a door that only opens when a certain number of switches are pressed.]
Is that a door or a wall?