"Thanks," she said again. "I am. My uncle built the first generation of it, but I've been improving it ever since."
Underneath the bandages, however, was a sight that could probably not be called an improvement. The skin was a distorted, grayish color, the same color as the skin of the bugs. Hard, chitinous material was creeping in at the edges of the wound.
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