[ Ford looks up at the lights, curious. His expression clears into understanding, and maybe a touch of indignance. Why didn't he think of that?
Fortunately, he's not so as indignant as to decline. He pulls open his coat (revealing that he is armed, though only with a funky sci-fi looking thing) and reaches into the inner breast pocket. ]
Helping you up won't be a problem - and I've got a multitool if you need it.
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Fortunately, he's not so as indignant as to decline. He pulls open his coat (revealing that he is armed, though only with a funky sci-fi looking thing) and reaches into the inner breast pocket. ]
Helping you up won't be a problem - and I've got a multitool if you need it.