Later that day, Vuvi and Glorin sit in his office, deep in a sprawling discussion covering everything from ore alloys to soul-bound circuitry to the finer points of Pip's own construction.
Glorin sighs, rubbing at his beard. "We're still nowhere close to replicating your neural integration. I'm half convinced it's simply the Great Mother's own hand at work."
Vuvi shrugs. "I gave up trying to understand it a while ago."
"I would love to examine him myself, if you'd allow it."
Vuvi glances toward the stack of crates already piled by the door, gifted to her over the course of the day. "Least I can do, after all this."
Glorin lights up. "I'm available for him anytime."
"I'll bring him by tomorrow, actually," Vuvi says. "I was already planning to squeeze in a few upgrades while we're in the city, and I can't think of a better workshop than this one."
Glorin practically glows. "I'll have a full setup waiting for you." He leans across the desk. "On one condition."
