What a guy. Wanting him to go to the doctor to be healthy. There was a particular irony in that for Desire. After all, doctors made him think of Granny, medicating him into silence. The doctors of Declan’s era had been more beneficial for him by far.
“Sure, go for it,” he said by way of agreement, swinging back into his seat properly—well, facing the right way anyway. It stopped being rightly proper the moment he kicked his feet up on the machinery again, crossing his arms comfortably. “Sounds like you need something more family-friendly. Maybe even animated. Got anything like that in your archives, sparky?”
The last was directed towards Ghost. Nicknames for all.
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“Sure, go for it,” he said by way of agreement, swinging back into his seat properly—well, facing the right way anyway. It stopped being rightly proper the moment he kicked his feet up on the machinery again, crossing his arms comfortably. “Sounds like you need something more family-friendly. Maybe even animated. Got anything like that in your archives, sparky?”
The last was directed towards Ghost. Nicknames for all.