Bea could tell the guards weren't human, but before she had a chance to discreetly tell Nicolai, she knew he'd figured it out, too.
And, just after the soldiers have repositioned, the Realization hits.
Self-destruct mechanisms within the 'people' are coordinating, mere instants before detonation.
"BOMBS!" Bea, says, reaching to drag Nicolai with her under the table
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