It's so crowded in here

TC: *then it looks like he’s carrying nothing in his arms, which likely looks really funny, but TC’s not really aware – he knows it’s there, and his vantage point looking straight down on it easily tells him there’s /something/ between his optics and his arms . . . he’s not comfortable putting the thing /in/ his canopy to fly back to the precinct so . . . it’s a long walk, but they’ll eventually make it back*


((\o/ Our office is closing "early" at 3p 9,9 Me, I'm counting down the next ten minutes XD))