Ten seconds. That is how much time Krestov waited after the drone stun bomb went off, standing still as a statue. Finally, he moved, striding calmly towards the pile of unconscious guards, reloading his Crusader before bolstering it. "Targets neutralized. Slob, bagging souvenirs. Believe term is merry Christmas?". Reaching down, he picked up the pair of laser weapons gingerly before showing them away, heading back towards the group, patting the big gun aplreciatively. "Nice work on gun, bnc. Kept me safe.."". As he rejoined them, the troll gave a quick, violent shake of his clothes, the clatter of several spent shock bullets falling to the floor breaking the silence.
"I know not how assense, as you say, or if we have ability. However, other option is presented."". He trailed off, pausing a bit as he worked out his next words. "...is...not favorite option to he taking. But chances of rest of you surviving improve much with it..". Turning to bnc, Krestov lifted his visor. "Likely won't like option.."