“An M69!” Excited, he scrambled to his feet and dashed towards it, blonde hair waving as he ran.
He slowed as he approached it, placing his hands atop it to feel for any unseen damage. “Its armour would be perfect for making a shield.” He gripped it and attempted to move it. “If I can just get it off, I should be able to…” The metal shook and he staggered backwards, fear creeping into his blue eyes. It’s alive!?