Even if Tal had recognized it as a weapon it wouldn't have been the first time, and the mail still had to go through. They might have been standing in a crime scene, but as long as the recipient of his packages wasn't dead the courier was bound and determined to see his duty to its end. (Caterpillar was the word for them. Social caterpillars who would one day spin protective cocoons to wall themselves away from society and then probably end up eaten by something before they finished figuring out the rules of interactive niceties that others found so natural).
Not that Tal needed to know what was in the package, but he couldn't help but be a teensy bit curious about what he'd carried over hill and dale and the entire damn breadth of Caido so he stuck around while Finn peeked inside. Sheet music? Well, it made sense, but it was disappointingly prosaic, especially in the face of their nocturnal investigations and the courier soon turned his attention to the violence around them.
"Looks like he used a loose brick t'knock the window open." Tal pointed helpfully to where one lay just inside the shop, well hidden by shadows that could do nothing to stop his Goggles. "Probably took it from that corner, there." A dark space on the wall beneath the outside window ledge would reveal a missing brick to anyone brave enough to stick their hand underneath it to feel around. "How d'you figure it was an Accepted?"
Not that Tal needed to know what was in the package, but he couldn't help but be a teensy bit curious about what he'd carried over hill and dale and the entire damn breadth of Caido so he stuck around while Finn peeked inside. Sheet music? Well, it made sense, but it was disappointingly prosaic, especially in the face of their nocturnal investigations and the courier soon turned his attention to the violence around them.
"Looks like he used a loose brick t'knock the window open." Tal pointed helpfully to where one lay just inside the shop, well hidden by shadows that could do nothing to stop his Goggles. "Probably took it from that corner, there." A dark space on the wall beneath the outside window ledge would reveal a missing brick to anyone brave enough to stick their hand underneath it to feel around. "How d'you figure it was an Accepted?"
