“Is that what I think it is.” Jasper neighed in disbelief and discontent.

Caeou’m looked at her, awaiting orders. He knew Jasper would have it handles and wanted to handle it herself up close and personal.

She shuffles her small carrying pockets. “It’s resources we shouldn't spare, and we won’t-“Jasper pulls out what looked like.. explosives!? She doesn’t have this handled. In a hurried voice Caeou’m rushed to her side. “Jasper I can have a go at them.” “There's STUFF in there. And we’re getting it back.” She lit the thing. But as she charged to throw it she muffled while gritting it through her teeth “It’f a humyy whoawy naw.”