"Yes." But he was still smiling, roughly, as he said it -- offering Cecil a little twitch of a salute before he started back the way he came. He could lug the generator back, and the other man that fancy solar panel, and they could leave it at the feet of their supervisors for them to figure out how exactly to go about using it.

For his part, anyway, Austin just pocketed a little flashlight: not the fancy, university issue one, but a tiny click light that he could use to find his way to the bathroom late at night, and he went on his own way with one last wave up at Cecil.

inu-mitsu
ty for doing this with me!!! XOXOXOXO