[Zekarion would have ignored the sass even if he were the sort to be annoyed by it; he's more attuned to the fact that this young man doesn't actually seem capable of making his way to the target he could use these supposed lasers on. He glances quickly between that and the cloud of dust several blocks away that emerges with another rumble.
It's a big risk—even if he trusts this boy's word, neither of them truly know what effect such an attack will have. But the reward could be equally as great... and it's not as if he doesn't have his own potential solutions to the problems that might arise, he supposes.]
No.
[He places a hand on Scott's shoulder, but this time more from the side; he's no longer standing in the way, and in fact the pressure there is encouraging Scott to move forward.]
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It's a big risk—even if he trusts this boy's word, neither of them truly know what effect such an attack will have. But the reward could be equally as great... and it's not as if he doesn't have his own potential solutions to the problems that might arise, he supposes.]
No.
[He places a hand on Scott's shoulder, but this time more from the side; he's no longer standing in the way, and in fact the pressure there is encouraging Scott to move forward.]
If I see the risk is too much, we're retreating.