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[badlydisarmed]

I don't understand any of the technology.

[ AI, nanomachines, hell, he hardly understands walkie-talkies. He's not tech illiterate, but being able to use a computer is very far from understanding how it works. ]

I hardly understand this.

[ He lifts his prosthetic arm, which is old and functions poorly. ]

But I trust you, so if you tell me the chances of things going shittily are low, I'll trust you.

[hexcope]

[It means a lot to hear those words. He's felt like he's disappointed a lot of people lately- nearly everyone he talks to if he's honest with the numbers. So hearing that notoriously sarcastic Robert is saying he trusts him and means it- well. It's a bigger responsibility to ensure there won't be failure, but the payoff when it all works and that a person's faith in him wasn't misguided- the endorphins make it worth the stress of it all in the end.

Jayce perks up, a shamefully genuine flash of determination in his eyes.]

I promise you, I'll make sure it's safe.

[badlydisarmed]

[ Somehow, Jayce is the most puppy-like human Robert's ever met. If the man has a tail, it'd be wagging.

He doesn't know what to do about it, it's obvious to him the man's got the kind of issues that'd need to be carefully addressed by someone who knows Jayce better, or who's licensed to help. Robert might not be the worst choice to provide any psychological help, but he's up the list along with the kid who makes bombs and Joss Sweden. ]

Promise me you won't strain those stitches before going into full workaholic mode.

[hexcope]

[Jayce barks a loud "Ha!" as if Robert just said a very funny, by-the-water-cooler style joke.]

You know I won't promise that one.

[With that, he puts his big coat back on, straightening up the collar.]

But I'll call you sooner if they open again.

[badlydisarmed]

You're not nearly as cute as you think you are.

[ He's not too bothered. This is exactly what he expected from Jayce. ]

Don't forget your meds.

[ Robert will let Jayce go despite feeling like he should make lock the man in a dark room and wait for him to fall asleep. ]

[hexcope]

[He thinks he's very cute, actually, but he won't argue with it even if he unintentionally gives something of a pout for at least a few seconds before bucking up. The pills are slipped into his pocket, which he did almost forget, embarrassingly.]

Thanks, Robert. I'll see you around.