Were he to ask her, she would tell him that yes, she'd bent the metal herself. Using it until she'd found the tarp-like cloth which carried much, much more water, but was far heavier.
She can hear him as he goes. "I could." She answers, darting back to the ship to retrieve the project she'd been working on before she determined the fire was moving too quickly. Her right arm shifted, the metal swirls congregating there, before it fanned out and oozed over a hunk of machinery she'd dissected from the ship. It wouldn't fly again, that she knew, so gutting it was of no detriment to her.
"However, with you stalling the fire, we have a more efficient means. We are working on it now." She continues, hefting the mechanical mess of an arm up, pulling fuel injector and coolant hoses from the innards of the ship. Any hose or tube she could find was worked into the device. Missing joints or items that didn't fit properly were filled in with the purple substance to form an air-tight seal. Lastly, the tarp was added for a containment bag.
She then darts back to the water source, dipping one hose into the water and focused the Symbiote into activating the small engine, causing suction. It began drawing water into the bag until it was nearly bursting at the seams. The purple goo stretched, giving more room to fill, supporting the bag across her shoulders. There was obvious strain, despite her face being entirely covered.
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She can hear him as he goes. "I could." She answers, darting back to the ship to retrieve the project she'd been working on before she determined the fire was moving too quickly. Her right arm shifted, the metal swirls congregating there, before it fanned out and oozed over a hunk of machinery she'd dissected from the ship. It wouldn't fly again, that she knew, so gutting it was of no detriment to her.
"However, with you stalling the fire, we have a more efficient means. We are working on it now." She continues, hefting the mechanical mess of an arm up, pulling fuel injector and coolant hoses from the innards of the ship. Any hose or tube she could find was worked into the device. Missing joints or items that didn't fit properly were filled in with the purple substance to form an air-tight seal. Lastly, the tarp was added for a containment bag.
She then darts back to the water source, dipping one hose into the water and focused the Symbiote into activating the small engine, causing suction. It began drawing water into the bag until it was nearly bursting at the seams. The purple goo stretched, giving more room to fill, supporting the bag across her shoulders. There was obvious strain, despite her face being entirely covered.