"You guess? Plausible deniability if something goes wrong?" Renee huffs out a laugh, though, before sizing up that rock pile. At one point, it might even have had webbing to hold it together, but that's probably passed long ago, really.

It means she might be able to cheese it, and get to the thing without setting it off. She didn't need to know about the messed-up Simlish Baby Shark either, though if that started playing, she'd know for sure who the real victim was supposed to be.

She edged in closer, crouching and moving oh so slowly. There would be a spot that was too close, and Renee didn't want to hit it, even if she could probably inertia lock the thing from here. She could only vaguely make it out under the rock pile...

Eh, hell with it. Her eyes flared red as she reached out and locked the entire rock pile. The device let out a "squark!" noise, but it blessedly did not go off, at least...

"I don't think I broke it," Renee said sheepishly. "Might have to peel a few rocks off of it first, though." At least she could relax her kinetic control enough to make that happen without a rendition of "Baby Shark", though...