Casting a dubious glance down the hallway, Sixshot cautiously steps into the building half expecting Spinister to show up. The last time he stepped inside, the helicopter had given him exasperated looks for the dusty tracks he'd left behind.

Looks like the doctor was out for the day though.

Setting the box down next to Tarn, the Sixer unlatches the insulated lid and sets it aside. A yellow-tinged glow spills from the opened container.

"You survived," he points out quietly. "You've a purpose to live for still." Pulling a golden-pink cube from the box, he holds it out in offering for the DJD commander.