[Looked up, a bag draped over his shoulder by the strap as if he'd come prepared. Even if his pulse rifle was on his back, the fact he wasn't carrying it in hand said something.]
We're not done, Reyes.
[Already sizing up the distance from where 76 was standing to get himself up.]
You do~
We're not done, Reyes.
[Already sizing up the distance from where 76 was standing to get himself up.]
Still got something to talk about.
['Talk' he says.]