“……. unless you are doing this for science, kindly let go of my boobs before you neck lets go of your head.” Not a real threat, but Vertoria was getting a little tired of the boob grabs whenever she finished a lesson. At least it was Dusk, now had it been Apex she would have rushed him to Vaati with claims of insanity.
“Are you done calibrating the genetic modifier yet? I need to wire it in before i can finish welding and we can test this sucker.” Yep, the halfling had decided to help Dusk become an alpha, mostly because she was better at causing explosive “accidents” than he was.