"I have discovered important information regarding these spider creatures. I would be willing to share it in exchange for that metal eye."
Attempt reverse the lens, so that farther images become the sharper ones. Then examine this movement that was mentioned, while waiting for a reply.
[4 -> 1] Millenus delves deeper into the subject of optics. Fortunately for him, the subject of nearsightedness and farsightedness is not actually based on the shape of the lens, but by the physical properties of the system. By adding some distance between the lens and retina, the whole system becomes more like a regular eye, but it loses some of its motion sensitivity. It's also not quite as compact, so it can't be arrayed as easily as a spider's many eyes.
"Heads up, there's some movement ahead. I cannot discern its structure, but it may be hostile."
Try to figure out what's ahead. Maybe thermals would give a better picture?
If possible in the same action, switch to non-lethal bullets.
[3 -> 2] Solj manufactures a plethora of non-lethal rounds: low velocity shells with little momentum and a high structural integrity to minimize deadly fragmentation. The intent is to loosen joints and perhaps cause pain, if the target is biological.
The scans continue, and the thermal spectrum reveals... nothing warmer than the dank air of the labyrinthine webworks.
Gilles was about to start asking questions about the clotted blood and scar when the living gun piped up about movement. The Absalom readily scooped the gun up, though Gilles avoided aiming just then. "Where's it coming from, Solj? And do you have non-lethal rounds? I've made my name doing takedowns without damaging goods, you see."
Prepare for incoming contact, aiming lasso, autocannon (and Solj if it has non-lethal ammo).
Gilles prepares his autocannon, and because there is little room to evade in the tunnel, there will be little room for the target to avoid fire (-1 Evasiveness of target).
Examining his handy work, Raioyris' eyebrow raises "You know when they say 'it isn't surgery?'
Well, it might as well be, because this wasn't that hard."
Gather the memory metal and the eye. Raiyoris unclips the holster on his Samurai Edge, preparing to unload on any hostile that appears.
Hermia stares afar.
Call the spiders to position behind me in nice ranks.
Millenus seems to protest Raioyris' acquisition of the eye, but it seems priorities are priorities. Rai issues the command to his spider throng...
But they seem to be acting under a different master.
Solj was the first to pick up the footsteps. Graceful like the down feather that glides across the floor as one attempts to sweep it up, a female in a colourless gown strides into view. The thermal sensors still pick up nothing.
"Careful where you point those things," She sits down crosslegged, as a spider gravitates and sits on her lap.
"These little ones won't stand a chance. Look at how many you've killed so far!"