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["there isn't-- they can't be reprogrammed," he says, miserable, even if sora probably doesn't hear it. but he seems to think of something, at naib's words; he holds still where he is for a moment more, then shakily gets to his feet. "out of here. right. right, i-- please, keep them distracted. i think i can-- if i can reach the terminal, i can stop this."

the squirrel clings to sora as he yeets himself up onto one of the machines, and while it's heavily armored with no apparent entry point... it does turn its attention to him. so! good and bad news! it may give naib an opening, but sora is going to have to dodge while on top of this thing, as panels slide open to expose more weaponry that begins to take aim.]