Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150215205820/@comment-7637833-20150410212421

Within the elevator, Tectus chose to stand near the entrance, back facing the left side of the transport. As it descended to... wherever, the armadillo began to think. Where was this taking them, and what would they find later? Would it help them in saving the world, or would it kill them all and condemn the planet to extinction?

He didn't like unknowns. They didn't really make things better... but, like risks, they were a factor of life, he supposed. He'd adapt if need be.