[That make him long???

Legs scooped up, Engineer stands and starts walking. To where? No idea. Maybe this is the kind of physical contact that would fix Spy's legs, though.]

Probably would. Wouldn't want to make all those admirers out here jealous, now. [HAH.] Ain't comfortable, but we don't got much choice.

[It's mostly... because you're taller than him. But he's not going to admit that out loud.

Didn't help that this place looked endless, either. But Engineer could get a rough idea of where they were with the crystals.]

You still got your knife? We oughta mark off where we've been.