It was Sam's. And if Sam-- WHEN Sam got back-- he'd want the thing working, not fried. He smiled a little bit, though. That must be a useful talent. He could think of a few times it'd come in handy. Could she short out circuit breakers, things like that? Molly'd make breaking into places super easy.
He kinda wanted to check this out, though. And he kinda, despite being a little annoyed at how things'd gone down, wanted Molly to know that this was how it should work--shared information, team, all of that. None of them was going to come out standing without working that way.
"Wanna give me a second, then?" He pointed over his shoulder at the door again. "I'll go check."