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[metalicarus]

[At least he can take the hint and doesn't need telling twice, Jet can respect that more than most. He gives a small shrug when Ben laughs and a small smile turns the corner of his lips too. Yeah, some kind of poet maybe. Better than the 'doom and gloom hellfire' vibe he got off the words to start.]

I'm sure as hell not a poet, so maybe? I'd figure that'd be something like drinking light but who knows. Can't say I really looked or tried to climb up there with my knee messed up, but didn't seem to be any hanging over the edge. Not a ton of cords either...though I did find something like a USB cable. It either doesn't work or didn't work for what I was trying to do.

[Which...he needs to be a bit more specific on or there'll be questions he doesn't want to answer.]

I was hoping I could plug it in to try and break into whatever password crap was going on with the computer, but the technology doesn't seem to work for that.

[salamanca]

[ Lalo thinks about that for maybe half a second. He gets an idea. ]

Plug it in... to your phone? [ At least that's what Lalo imagines Jet must be referring to. What else could he mean? ]

May I see it? [ He means Jet's phone. ]

[metalicarus]

[Shit. He hadn't woken up with his phone. Nothing but the clothes on his back.]

I already ditched it. Battery died when I got shocked by the drone and I need the pocket space. It was a blackberry, if that matters. A Q10; it'd just come out too.

[There is some genuine note of loss there. Having his phone would actually be pretty useful, if only to cross reference when he first woke up.]

It just acted like it wasn't there.

[salamanca]

[ Lalo frowns, and nods when Jet says the computer just acted like the phone wasn't there. ]

Shit! I'm not enough of an egghead to tell you what that means. Unfortunately. [ At least he believes Jet about tossing it and isn't asking to see it anymore. He sighs, and rubs a hand over his moustache. Thinking. But his contemplative demeanor brightens immediately when he sees a large gray structure start to come into view.

He nudges Jet — gently — with an elbow. ]

Hey, man! That it?

[metalicarus]

[There's a small flicker of a smile on Jet's face for the word 'egghead' finally someone who spoke Jet's language.

Jet looks up from his determined focus on the ground around them and there's a small rush of relief in him. Thank God for the small things.]

Hell yeah it is. Soon as we get there, take a break, I'll handle getting some water to Martin, but you need the rest.

[salamanca]

[ Lalo's happy to share that flicker of a smile with him. There's something nice about being able to be casual with someone. Not having to have a stick up your ass. Jet's down-to-earth. He respects that.

Lalo isn't used to being told what to do, ever, except sometimes by his uncle or Don Eladio, so he finds it a little jarring. But he's also too tired to argue. He really could use another hour of rest. He gives Jet a smile and a nod. ]

You got it, boss.

[ As if on cue, he's forced to stifle a yawn. ]