47 knew that look of concentration he saw on Lightning's face and the soft glow of magic that accompanied it was becoming familiar to him over time. He didn't question it anymore at least. He hadn't strayed far from her and now bridged what small gap lay between them, pivoting and placing his back to hers. It wasn't often he played support in an offensive but if she was going to keep everyone else alive and he was playing sniper anyway, the least he could do was keep the crab monsters off her back.