p l e a s e .

Or, well, the tarp would have laid flat on the mechanic's project if not for the Zer0-sized lump under it, the assassin having been previously unseen.

[ :) ] "I apologize. / It was far too tempting not / to sneak up like this." Quickly hopping down from the other's creation, he at least has the courtesy not to stare at the work-in-progress. "I have not been here / for very long, nor have I seen / much, if you wondered."

"Just for a visit. / Work with Atlas leaves little / time for other things." [ :/ ]

Ah. Right. Multiverse. That simple fact tended to slip his mind all too often. Except this counted as the past, didn't it? He can already feel a headache coming on. "It is.. not something / I can tell you freely, I'm / afraid. Classified."

He has a feeling he's forgetting about something important.

No clue. Maybe Wilhelm could lend him a hand with that-

His head immediately whips around to stare at his counterpart with a few surprised clicks. "We do not get sick. / Or.. I don't. Not often. What / is plaguing you now?"

That's what he thinks. Though Zer0 would be far from what anyone would call... parental. Maybe he counts. He doesn't really count himself as one, though.

Okay fine. Just this once. "I am.. so sorry.."

"I was trying to / remove the other one when / you had attacked me." [ :( ] "I had a plan to / replace it if you'll let me. / Will you allow it?"