[At this point, Jaime has figured out exactly two things: he can agree with the message behind this ordeal, and that he absolutely disagrees with how they're doing it. He's baffled as to why they thought this was a good idea at all, and all he can think of is to try and lend a hand getting the controls back so they can all sit down and talk about it.
He really wishes people would just talk about things, but if they did that, he would be out of a job, wouldn't he?
Mostly, he's trying to feel out what rooms are still available to the public and what everyone's doing about it as he drifts through the hallway, privately thanking god that he doesn't have to worry about the antigrav so long as he's got the bugsuit on. He probably wouldn't have even seen Peter in the darkness if not for the glow of his yellow eyes illuminating a figure in a red costume in the hallway, and he only swerves out of the way at the last minute.] Whoa, sorry!
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He really wishes people would just talk about things, but if they did that, he would be out of a job, wouldn't he?
Mostly, he's trying to feel out what rooms are still available to the public and what everyone's doing about it as he drifts through the hallway, privately thanking god that he doesn't have to worry about the antigrav so long as he's got the bugsuit on. He probably wouldn't have even seen Peter in the darkness if not for the glow of his yellow eyes illuminating a figure in a red costume in the hallway, and he only swerves out of the way at the last minute.] Whoa, sorry!