Isixam kept the drone under one arm, as its programming seemed to be getting even fuzzier. After a moment, he looked at Johanna and shrugged, before sauntering across the clearing like he owned the entire Scrapwall, heading for the Smiler's compound. His plan was simple, kick in door, fill everyone there full of holes, laugh maniacally, wait for the rest of the area's Smilers showed up and repeat as they arrived.