[Qubit may hear Carlisle murmur What are bolt cutters? to himself as he heads for the cab. He eyes the lock for a second himself, considering if he could construct a glyph to melt it, before deciding it's best he stay focused on maintaining his control over the group of undead following him around.
He beelines for the other side of the cab, pulling himself up the side by the handles until he can peer into the window. There's a skeleton in there, his hands both still on the wheel.]
What a terrifying contraption. People willingly get into these things?
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He beelines for the other side of the cab, pulling himself up the side by the handles until he can peer into the window. There's a skeleton in there, his hands both still on the wheel.]
What a terrifying contraption. People willingly get into these things?