[Tuco's nose scrunches up, his expression one of great and grand disapproval. There's plenty he could say, but his pride is enough that he'd sooner not be named a coward.
Instead, eyes lazily tracking Niko's hands, he asks:] So what exactly're we looking for? [Below, as to remind himself of what a lack of movement feels like, he busies himself by grinding a heel into the stone beneath him. He's not refering to the potential traps, however; his head is already moving several unsteady steps ahead.] It could be something big, right?
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Instead, eyes lazily tracking Niko's hands, he asks:] So what exactly're we looking for? [Below, as to remind himself of what a lack of movement feels like, he busies himself by grinding a heel into the stone beneath him. He's not refering to the potential traps, however; his head is already moving several unsteady steps ahead.] It could be something big, right?