Darkleer bites down on his tongue to stop himself from doing something he'd regret. It's just a lure. He has to remember that. Making him do something stupid is exactly what she wants from him, but he won't play that game. Taking a deep breath, he turns back to focus on his work.
It actually doesn't take long at all for him to repair the SFC once he truly gets down to work, fingers moving like well oiled clockwork as he patches the SFC together. This isn't the most difficult device he's ever had to repair before. Child's play, really. Soon enough, all he has to do is replace the colorful shell.
That's where he stops.
"Would you mind sitting down again, Mindfang?" he asks, polite as he possibly can be. "I would like to give it back to you the proper way, without you breathing down my neck." Or being so close to tear out his eyes.
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Darkleer bites down on his tongue to stop himself from doing something he'd regret. It's just a lure. He has to remember that. Making him do something stupid is exactly what she wants from him, but he won't play that game. Taking a deep breath, he turns back to focus on his work.
It actually doesn't take long at all for him to repair the SFC once he truly gets down to work, fingers moving like well oiled clockwork as he patches the SFC together. This isn't the most difficult device he's ever had to repair before. Child's play, really. Soon enough, all he has to do is replace the colorful shell.
That's where he stops.
"Would you mind sitting down again, Mindfang?" he asks, polite as he possibly can be. "I would like to give it back to you the proper way, without you breathing down my neck." Or being so close to tear out his eyes.