Walter-Kids: The greyface-made orb was supposed to put them on the path to Huntress, so why were they back in the Walter Manor? Was she here or was this just a trick? The Spine narrows his eyes and starts walking through the halls, Rabbit pausing to pocket the glowing green trinket before scurrying after the taller bot.
Both robots have a tense look about themselves, but The Spine practically looks like he’s on a battlefield. And maybe he is, for all he knows. His shirt sleeve is still hanging in tatters where his tesla coil gun had ripped the fabric and his vest and hat are gone. He doesn’t need those right now.
“H-h-h-hello?” Rabbit calls, earning a glare from The Spine.
Peter, already holed up in the HOW, easily tracks the motion of the strange Rabbit and the Spine in the Manor on the household monitors. “Welcome, visitors,” he calls over the intercom, “You’ll find me in the HOW. Come on up.”