A sleek, dark ground eye row quirked up at the mention of the exoskeleton and the portable power source.
The exoskeleton could be deemed a medical advancement to help those who truly need it, and the power source would be usable on any type of power loss.
" I would need to see these sketches-
If it were up to * π΅πΆπΊ , Mel's qualities were nothing short of remarkable β intelligent , resourceful , and undeniably talented .
Each compliment that came to mind only reinforced the usual , calculating gaze into one which softened in admiration .
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βGenerosity? Come now, Mr. Talis, certainly you find me more kindhearted than that.β
As her paces kept about the messy lab and taking not of his own personal organized mess, Mel heard the movement of the chair as her eyes blinked in utter surprise at his chivalry.
Of course he would.
The lady-
The laboratory was a sprawling with abandoned innovations , cluttered with the remains of past ideas .
Glimmering feathers in one corner , rusty scrap metal in another , and an unfinished prototype of mining tools left to gather dust on another desk .
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Seeing the newly appointed counselor enjoy her food, Mel took it upon herself to go for a stroll around his rather messy lab, with all of the mechanical feathers that obviously belong to Tocker.
βBaking was one of those skills that was seen as most unbecoming of a strong Medarda. I-
` Temporarily , depends on the person but there is a high chance that they'll be extremely tired afterwards . `
And yet, he didnt hesitate to grab one and take a bite β satisfied with the given treats .
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βIt's only four.
Besides, some people seem to think that sugar boosts productivity.β
