Jules is also used to danger, albeit in a way that has made sure that he never wants to come across it again ever as long as he lives. "Okay, how can I put this...radiation is really dangerous and makes people grow extra limbs or glow in the dark or flat out die, and you're just a kid and I'm just incompetent, and there has got to be a better choice of people to go in there and fix the thing. Whatever the thing is."
There's a kind of thud from right behind him; he's standing a little too close to a wall and his tail, which should be perfectly invisible right now, is lashing in agitation. He's just going to roll with the noise. "Okay, see, and whatever that was, that probably wasn't any good either. So we should go. And not die. Not dying's my favorite."
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There's a kind of thud from right behind him; he's standing a little too close to a wall and his tail, which should be perfectly invisible right now, is lashing in agitation. He's just going to roll with the noise. "Okay, see, and whatever that was, that probably wasn't any good either. So we should go. And not die. Not dying's my favorite."