[ Yuma does his best to listen to the boy, but the sound in the walls catches his attention too — something moving, near, far, and disappearing. He lets go when the boy gets to his feet, but when he darts off, Yuma nearly starts to go after him... but the weight on his wrist stops him this time. Right... it's both of them together. III looks uneasy, so Yuma claps a hand on his arm. Somewhere that isn't buried under armor. ]

He'll be okay! [ Reassuring!! You didn't fuck up, III!! ] That kid sounded like he knew what he was doing, right? And they're brothers... they'll look out for each other when it counts.

[ RIGHT?? ]

You wanna keep going?