Calls & Cats

"I do, but seeing as this is peacetime and I hate your guts and you sent a robot to talk to me over the phone honestly who the heck does that...I'm going to have to charge. Make me an offer, Dr. Comet."

The disco ball-headed cyborg frowns briefly, realizing what a missed opportunity this is. If only Angeltok had been the one talking to Caelynn. Then this would look a lot more spectacular. Oh well. He tries to help her get a decent grip on his ridiculous costume. Important that she not fall and splatter all over the ground somewhere, because then HALO-Tobias would show up and start asking questions, and he's really not ready for another incident of that magnitude, even if he's been dying for an excuse to butt heads with a Tobias for a while now.