[he'd very much like to hear the plan, because he hates this feeling of being trapped, of just waiting for Baymax to catch up and plow through- and then he's following the point, furrowing his brow as it clicks.
for a few seconds, it's all he can do to stare before admitting, only so reluctantly-]
...good plan.
[to the point where he's kicking himself for not thinking of it sooner. there may or may not have been a motion of microbots somewhat reminiscent of a facepalm, insomuch a flatter grouping colliding with a rounder grouping. but then they're moving for the manhole cover, Callaghan not far behind them, sliding it aside]
whupsies
for a few seconds, it's all he can do to stare before admitting, only so reluctantly-]
...good plan.
[to the point where he's kicking himself for not thinking of it sooner. there may or may not have been a motion of microbots somewhat reminiscent of a facepalm, insomuch a flatter grouping colliding with a rounder grouping. but then they're moving for the manhole cover, Callaghan not far behind them, sliding it aside]