Seventh Floor, Sanctuary City, Damian.
"You shouldn't have done that. I don't want to be the reason for you to.." Vidalia continued talking behind him as Damian worked to finish the seven runic jets with Jacob.
They had built a door connecting the lab to the storage room. A secret room in the storage was where Steelweaver lived. The lab was used by all three of them, but whenever someone came, the old dwarf had to leave for the duration.
"It's just a title. I don't think much has changed for me personally.." Damian replied, finally turning back to face her.
The dark breaches and tucked-in white shirt, despite being hidden behind a leather armor, looked quite inviting on her. It was from one of the new clothing lines they started recently for the online shop. The designs and materials were bought by Sanctum and were given to Ghislain for finding good craftsmen and bringing them to life. Ghislain was given the contract to manage this special department.
