"Oh, no," Connors quickly remarked, shaking his head. "I said we were going to do this today, so we'll do this." In fact, he had already started to unbutton his shirt--no use ruining it, after all. He would just push his worries down for the moment. After all, Chilton knew what he was doing.

As he finished unbuttoning his shirt, Connors frowned for a moment, then draped it over one of the less dusty looking machines. And then, he walked into the cage. He looked around as he took off his shoes, yet another sign to Chilton that he was going to do this, that he wasn't backing out.

"It might be a little small," he mused as he pushed his shoes out of the cage. "And, I worry that the materials might not be strong enough. The Lizard can claw through bricks. If the plexiglass cracked, I'm not so sure it would hold."