Jack had been busy as well, but for different reasons. He couldn't sit still. What if that creepy doctor lady who designed him had built something else too? What if it was going to replace him? He'd done a lot of talking with Dr Samson after that encounter, which seemed to be helping.
He didn't feel fully at ease like he had before, but he supposed that was part of becoming more 'human'. Dr Samson, with Dr Pym's help, had been able to get past some of the strongest layers of programming involved in his cultivation, and he didn't get the migraines anymore from going 'off script'. Of course, he'd decided it was still really fun to show off for the cameras and see if he had any fans online or similar things, but it wasn't a physical compulsion anymore.
Still, the past few weeks have seen him being rather edgy. He'd fallen back to crawling along the ceilings, rather than walking through the halls, which is how he enters the gym.
"Oh... are you guys doing something? I can come back later." He shifts around, sitting upside down rather than his crawling posture.
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