After calling Jesse a doubter, Hugh goes into the construction of a CO2 laser; when interrupted, or realizing that the guy probably doesn't care enough to get into the nitty gritty, he finishes off with something like, it's just canned hydrogen and a couple lenses, a little water, they're not that hard to make. You just have to know what you're doing. And if anybody knows what they're doing with lasers, he knows what he's doing with lasers, okay. He even swears on it with that creepy seven-fingered gold hand, astroscout's honor.
In fact, for the low price of another eighth, he offers to make a pistol instead. All of the flesh-melting laser, less of the having to be within stabbing range. (And less work for him, but he doesn't include that part.) It's a risky deal, not to mention vaguely sketch, but Hugh seems entirely earnest and stupidly confident.
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After calling Jesse a doubter, Hugh goes into the construction of a CO2 laser; when interrupted, or realizing that the guy probably doesn't care enough to get into the nitty gritty, he finishes off with something like, it's just canned hydrogen and a couple lenses, a little water, they're not that hard to make. You just have to know what you're doing. And if anybody knows what they're doing with lasers, he knows what he's doing with lasers, okay. He even swears on it with that creepy seven-fingered gold hand, astroscout's honor.
In fact, for the low price of another eighth, he offers to make a pistol instead. All of the flesh-melting laser, less of the having to be within stabbing range. (And less work for him, but he doesn't include that part.) It's a risky deal, not to mention vaguely sketch, but Hugh seems entirely earnest and stupidly confident.
So what's the deal, Jesse? You going for it?