"If we can get some for Liege, we can certainly get some for ourselves." It's the least he could do, dragging Perceptor all the way out here, into danger, to give him something sciency to chew on.

Drift transforms as well, one hand on his blade hilt. "I won't say no." He also won't say, because he's afraid of embarrassing Perceptor, how much he enjoys watching the other shoot: the focus and concentration really were, well, beautiful.

But there are two spiders and one Perceptor, so Drift's ready to move if the other one gets an idea.