[He's just a little unsure about this! The guards didn't necessarily shoot them dead back in Istanbul after all, and these mercenaries would likely have no problem with some more blood on their hands. Coming back over with some rope and the rappelling equipment, he leans over, memorizing the map as best as he can in the few minutes Flynn spends going over the plan. It's simple to do, but putting things into action never really goes to plan when you have someone named Nathan Drake on your team, unfortunately.
There's a nod as he finishes, brows furrowing one last moment before he forces himself to relax. Keeping him tense will give him an itchy trigger finger and that's one thing he needs off of his conscience.] Got it.
Where'd you get this equipment, Flynn? It... looks a little small. [He raises a brow, offering the harness over to the other.]
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There's a nod as he finishes, brows furrowing one last moment before he forces himself to relax. Keeping him tense will give him an itchy trigger finger and that's one thing he needs off of his conscience.] Got it.
Where'd you get this equipment, Flynn? It... looks a little small. [He raises a brow, offering the harness over to the other.]