[It doesn't feel like Spy has much of a choice but to let Scout drag him, considering he still can't see. He contemplates how good of an idea it is to wipe his eyes for about a second before dismissing the idea entirely; he's going to have to wait for water.]
Are you sure? I doubt you can see much better t'an I can.
[But Spy will keep moving in that direction anyway. When they hit a door, he fumbles for the knob and pushes it open. It is indeed a broom closet, and he trips over a bucket of water, knocking him completely off balance. Hell if he falls alone, though - the hand in Scout's shirt tightens as panic floods his system, a noise of surprise ripping from his throat.]
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Are you sure? I doubt you can see much better t'an I can.
[But Spy will keep moving in that direction anyway. When they hit a door, he fumbles for the knob and pushes it open. It is indeed a broom closet, and he trips over a bucket of water, knocking him completely off balance. Hell if he falls alone, though - the hand in Scout's shirt tightens as panic floods his system, a noise of surprise ripping from his throat.]