[The fact Atlas is among his own people dispels the irrational fear that there is something obvious out to get them, but in the end, it does nothing for Jack's nerves. He didn't really spend a lot of time dwelling on the future, but he also didn't expect to be diving headfirst into his little gang... There's nothing to really go off of here, since his last experience with many Supposedly Normal People was Peach Wilkins trying to tear him apart for ADAM. Atlas has great friends.
So he starts for the room slowly, keeping the wrench close to his chest rather than lowered. His voice is low when he reaches Atlas, and as soon as he sees the people behind him, he instinctly steps closer.]
What— [what does that mean, nevermind he doesn't care,] What are you doing in here?
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So he starts for the room slowly, keeping the wrench close to his chest rather than lowered. His voice is low when he reaches Atlas, and as soon as he sees the people behind him, he instinctly steps closer.]
What— [what does that mean, nevermind he doesn't care,] What are you doing in here?