Reno glanced at Midvalley, who seemed to have joined in the fun, and chuckled. A couple more gunshots directed at the larger, noisier things around, and then he decided that it was probably time to put the gun away. It was as loud or louder than any of the stuff still going off, and while the first shots had been fantastically satisfying, now they were little more than a waste of a bullet.
It was still tempting, though. He shrugged, put a bullethole in one more speaker with a grin, and then put the gun down in favor of beating the crap out of the machinery that was left with the rod that had been hanging around his waist. After a couple of swings, he noticed Yako at the door... and a crack that hadn't been there before.
"Whoa!" he exclaimed at the sight. "Did you do that?! Good frikkin' job, girl!" And for a moment, he just stood there, wondering how she had managed to put a crack in the door when he hadn't gotten it to budge in the slightest.