"You sure about that? Willing to bet the lives of everyone around you on it?" He crosses his arms over his chest, watching the dangling husks. That part's definitely new, that didn't happen in the Junkyard.

Heat's not good at tempering his reactions. But he tries. She's small. She doesn't know. It's like rookies but it lasts longer. "Because if there's even a chance you're wrong, you're risking all of them. Devouring isn't about you, it's about all your comrades and making sure they stay safe. From you, and from things like those."