Hainuwele checks it out then. She also emails the files to the household, if that is even possible. If not, she asks for someone to teleport in with an USB stick or something.
[MIND:
123] She watches the footage, giants going about their daily routine, thoughts drifting away to whatever was of interest to them. Then the explosion came. Something was off. The explosion emanated from a giant's briefcase, but, in the single frame before the blinding flash and the calamitous atrocity, the giant who held it had a strange glint in his eyes, or lack thereof and a posture oh too familiar.
How could Hainuwele, slayer of giants ever forget that posture and the dullness of their eyes? How could the Slayer of Giants ever overlook that? She couldn't. Hence she knew, without a doubt by those symptoms of those she killed, that man was dead. He died suddenly, right before the explosion.
She didn't have any way of emailing security footage, but she could just transmit via bracelet.
Conny is pretty close to tears by the end of it, resolving to go have a therapy session with Marie... or anyone really...
So, who did she save? Who did she forsake?
Continue after him.
Kyle begins closing in, one final burst of speed, one magic trip, or dead sprint will do. Something, anything. The man doesn't seem to notice.
<Connie, you hear me? I need one of these data-stick-things over here.>
<G-give me a minute...> Conny works on calming down before teleporting to the house and getting a USB before teleporting back.
((That will take four turns. Are you sure?))
((Sorry about that, I had to go do something.))