Just one more circuit, one more one more connection to finish and Ah'll go to bed. Jason thinks.
Of course, he's said this to himself over three thousand times since Sammy left to go to bed. He hopes she's sleeping peacefully, but moreover, he hopes this glove is finally calibrated to where he has something to show her in the morning.
After all, he's not actually being paid to give her massages or kiss her, though both are welcome perks of the job. He's being paid to deliver results for this team, and he plans to.
He slips on the glove and picks up the metallic disk from the table. He lightly tosses it across the room and points at the disk as it flies away from him. The silver disc stops cold, then hovers in the air.
Jason moves his arm left, then right, pulls back and the disc follows his movement.
"Excellent. Walker's new shield should work perfectly." he grins to himself.
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