"Uh, yeah," he said, though he wasn't sure he did. He stepped into the place, waving the smoke out of his face. He drew up his omni-tool and held it up to one of the alarms. It screamed once more, then silenced, and the others followed suit. His omni-tool deactivated, the orange glow fading from his hand and forearm. He coughed a little and grabbed a nearby towel to wave the smoke away a bit better.

"What the hell were you doing?" he asked with a laugh.