[ there's a pensive frown on thomas's lips, and to be honest, he's already more involved with trying to puzzle out the best way to do this in his head than he is paying attention to the old dude in the water, but thomas is one of those silent douchebags - you don't really realize they're being a douchebag until they've abandoned you to run off and do something stupid. so, he nods. ]
Yeah. Go for it.
[ to his credit, he does keep count. he's also really, really good at mentally multitasking, so the entire time steve's underwater, thomas's eyes are on the fan below, the side of the canal, and the water in between. at one point, he looks down at the ground, scavenging for a small piece of debris, before stepping up to the edge and tossing it in somewhere a few yards behind where steve is submerged. two counters going in his head - one for steve, the other for the debris. huh.
when he pops back up, thomas reports his time, voice distracted and automatic. ]
Minute fifty-seven. I got an idea. [ now that you've done this whole test thing, forget about that, because thomas has a better idea. kids these days, right? he takes a couple steps back, pushing up his sleeves, and bounces some on the balls of his feet, about to start jogging away. ] Stay here, just... don't do anything yet. I'll be right back.
[ and don't get eaten by space gators. the kiddo takes off at a jog that rapidly picks up into more of a sprint - his own form of a body test, while he goes to get some stuff he needs. multitasking. ]
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Yeah. Go for it.
[ to his credit, he does keep count. he's also really, really good at mentally multitasking, so the entire time steve's underwater, thomas's eyes are on the fan below, the side of the canal, and the water in between. at one point, he looks down at the ground, scavenging for a small piece of debris, before stepping up to the edge and tossing it in somewhere a few yards behind where steve is submerged. two counters going in his head - one for steve, the other for the debris. huh.
when he pops back up, thomas reports his time, voice distracted and automatic. ]
Minute fifty-seven. I got an idea. [ now that you've done this whole test thing, forget about that, because thomas has a better idea. kids these days, right? he takes a couple steps back, pushing up his sleeves, and bounces some on the balls of his feet, about to start jogging away. ] Stay here, just... don't do anything yet. I'll be right back.
[ and don't get eaten by space gators. the kiddo takes off at a jog that rapidly picks up into more of a sprint - his own form of a body test, while he goes to get some stuff he needs. multitasking. ]