HALO 182: Wait, what if we ARE Lawbreaking?

[Mee]

Isaac opens the fridge and indeed, there are soda cans that look at least half a gallon in side.
"You know, I'm not even going to question that." he says, guzzling some of it.
He does not drink any of it with his trunk, unfortunately.

"Yeah. I just choose not to question many of HALO's oddities." Grace agrees, before clicking on a cooking torch, and melting the sugar on top of her Crème Brûlées.
"Would you like one?" She offers, as she finishes caramelizing the sugar atop the third one.

Range

"Ah, I see," Quin says, nodding. The little funnel-shaped blasters zip back around into his tail binder, and the appendage lowers. "Well, at this point, whatever anyone might know is probably only partially applicable anymore anyways. So, shall we wander a bit and see if anyone needs help with anything, or do you have other duties you need to attend to?"

Range

"Sure! I'm sure I've got some duties somewhere I'm forgetting, but that's fine. It's probably not life or death or anything. Where do you want to go?"