THe Master nodded in Ellie's direction in something that might have been a thank you. Well, not on him, but someone else.
"I'm going to ignore the defensive, antagonized posture," as if he cared whether or not Cayce Pollard was afraid of him when they were discussing possible ways out of the this hellhole, "for now and point out that leaving them down there in no way guarantees that you're going to be able to get back to them. For all you know, the marked areas could get turned around on you."
He turned on Ponder. "If you actually think we could damage something that is capable of regenerating every essential in this place without fail, using only a minor explosive, I think you should go back and polish your wand some more." He paused. "Oh, you would rather we performed some sort of high-tech scan to maybe find out how the locks are constructed?" He smacked a palm against his forehead in exaggerated understanding. "Why didn't you say so?"
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"I'm going to ignore the defensive, antagonized posture," as if he cared whether or not Cayce Pollard was afraid of him when they were discussing possible ways out of the this hellhole, "for now and point out that leaving them down there in no way guarantees that you're going to be able to get back to them. For all you know, the marked areas could get turned around on you."
He turned on Ponder. "If you actually think we could damage something that is capable of regenerating every essential in this place without fail, using only a minor explosive, I think you should go back and polish your wand some more." He paused. "Oh, you would rather we performed some sort of high-tech scan to maybe find out how the locks are constructed?" He smacked a palm against his forehead in exaggerated understanding. "Why didn't you say so?"