"You got a place to put it?"

By way of answer, he flexes.  "They have a capture setup on the other side of the portal, but it can't be that heavy to carry it to the portal, at least."

"They don't seem to be heavy for their size no. Convenient for me too. Tell me when and I'll let go, you'll have to grab it fast when I do, they move pretty quick."

"One sec."  He wraps his arms around it, and surges his power.  This pig isn't going anywhere.  It squeals and feebly flails, but it's an ultimately futile gesture.  "Ready."

She lets go. It will be able to struggle more once released from her power but presumably Tim can handle it.

Tim can indeed!  It's big and awkward, but it's not, actually, all that big of a deal if you have the strength of as many men as you care to.  It's a pretty hilarious sight, honestly.  Upside down boar, kicking its little trotters, trying to escape the arms of a slightly-inconvenienced young man.  "If it gives me any trouble, I'll just crush it.  Ready for the exit?"

Okay yeah that's kinda funny.

"Ready."

He laughs and claps, and several of the kidnapped join in. They even get a rhythm going. For a dungeon, it is a remarkably relaxed atmosphere! More sporting event than war.

Okay, maybe this guy's useful after all.  "I'll take a bow when I've got this fella in a box.  Any suggestions for names?"  He'll listen to them with half an ear - right now, he's just going to trust his fellow espers to watch for danger, since there's a Big Candy Pig with which he must contend.

"'Candied Bacon' Yeah that was weak..." And off they go again. Hopefully with no further interruptions.

Well, there's no monsters.  But surely Graviton would stop and have a bite of this delicious pan-fried* crispy bacon?  She could just reach up and take a bite.  It's right there.

*it's 100% organic!  whole range!  free of cruelty to pigs**!
**it is not cruelty-free

She's a little hungry and not too backlashed to care at all yet but eating things you find in a dungeon is not a good idea. Maybe it'll turn out the food is actually fine but you shouldn't bet on it.

Well, if they insist on not delaying for some snacks, they'll be out within a few minutes.  The pig can be portaled out via a padded steel crate and the judicious application of superstrength on the dungeon side and a forklift on the Earthly side.

"Okay.  Should just be three more like that and we're good.  I wasn't sure about grouping up the victims, but it paid off.  Does anyone need a guiding break?  Graviton, are you hungry?  Thirsty?"  A little bit of power use reveals she's not injured, at least.

A guiding break? That could be nice—but no.

“I am okay for moment.” It wouldn’t do to be too hungry about it.

"I should hydrate a little. Otherwise I'm fine for now. I have a phone alarm for a snack in a while." She also has phone alarms for hydration but a little extra is better than not enough.

She hydrates.

Well, it's not like he wants to be next to Misha.  It's not like he's got a sudden skin-hunger for guiding and it definitely isn't like he used his power to carry an angry, fighty, giant-ass candy boar half a kilometer.

... maybe it is a little like some of those things.  "Maybe just a few minutes of shirtlessness while we look at the maps?"

"Well if you're doing that anyway  I could put my hand on your shoulder?"

Looking for an excuse to touch a cute boy, who her?

Tim confirms his ordnance and firearms are safetied, then strips out of his vest and shirt.  "Uh, just skin, if that's okay, but you can have as much of that as you need?"

Looking for an excuse to be touched by a cute girl and a very pretty compatible boy?  Surely not Tim.

“Ah, Shirtless Wonder wants return to form,” Misha says with a grin, ripping his own shirt off fast enough to pop a seam. “You want remove own shirt, or should I help again?”

Is removing the pants too much? He fingers the button contemplatively. He did say as much as Misha wants, but also Misha is just barely not backlashed enough to immediately act on that particular whim with two strangers.

"Yeah, please - just the shirt for now, we're not even in a tent or anything."  Tim can accept help with stripping!  It's Normal Esper Behavior, and if he doesn't acknowledge the flush then the flush doesn't exist.

She's gonna roll one sleeve up partway and lean on Tim from one side of him so that Misha can have the other side and back mostly unobstructed.

She's relatively mildly backlashed but several pigs isn't trivial even if they're less massive than real pigs so she's got a noticeable chunk. They won't guide all this off in a few minutes with this much skin contact. 

It's really too bad that Shirtless Wonder is desiring his shirt stay intact for use later. There are so many interesting ways one could destroy a shirt, and they've barely scratched the surface! And sure, from a mission-integrity perspective, it's a good thing, but from a morale perspective!—it's probably a draw, on net. Misha contents himself by helping Shirtless Wonder embrace his destiny the mundane way, and then promptly wrapping his arms around the man's bare torso.

Yeah, wow, him having a little backlash on board to complement Misha's is fiiiiiiiiiine.

Well, it sure is guiding!  He's still pretty tense about it.  But.  Guiding.  That sure is some guiding.

Oh, right.  Graviton.  She's...still a bit backlashed.  He tugs gently on her, then rests his hand on hers.  If she wants more, it's available.  He's not...really thrilled with the situation, but it's got a measurable impact on the success of their mission.

he's not acknowledging the flush and it still exists, this is stupid

Well if she's offering she can squirm a bit to roll up her other sleeve and press that arm against his side as well. This is a little awkward but they can manage it if they try hard and believe in themselves.