"Careful," Felix called back as he led the way to their minor detour, pointing out a fallen branch as he stepped over it, standing by within reach to wait for Lennon to clear it, his gaze resting on the machine a few feet away now. He noted the arm scanner, but wasn't close enough to try it out. Still, it wasn't difficult to figure out what it was probably for. "Must be for the paintballs, right? Think it delivers like the soda machine does if you try to negotiate? I could seriously use some fucking coffee."