[Llewellyn was actually about five seconds from reaching out to pick something up curiously when Enis reminded him to not touch anything. He had a bad habit of forgetting himself in his curiosity. The detective withdrew his hand though, and tucked them in his pockets in an attempt to at least resist temptation.]
Oh— uh yes. Of course.
[He eyed the firearms with some noticeable apprehension. Llewellyn wasn’t particularly fond of most weapons, even the odd time he’d been required to sign one out, he had never drawn it. Though he had learned that in the future detectives carried them every day, it was a bit confusing if he was being honest. Back in his era, the only thing his colleague George and the others were outfitted with was a baton. As a detective he carried nothing.
Instead, he wandered over to look at the strange fabric.]
no subject
Oh— uh yes. Of course.
[He eyed the firearms with some noticeable apprehension. Llewellyn wasn’t particularly fond of most weapons, even the odd time he’d been required to sign one out, he had never drawn it. Though he had learned that in the future detectives carried them every day, it was a bit confusing if he was being honest. Back in his era, the only thing his colleague George and the others were outfitted with was a baton. As a detective he carried nothing.
Instead, he wandered over to look at the strange fabric.]
What’s this?