my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
“Hey Asami,” Mako greeted with a smile. “How have you been?” With his promotion he didn’t get to stop by and see her all that often. But he thought with the lunch break he was given he would stop and check up on her. And..Maybe get a bit of a favor with getting his bike looked at.
His timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
Asami needed a break – just a few minutes!
– from running around the factory giving orders
and checking on the progress of the latest vehicles
in production. She tucks the pen she’s holding behind
her ear after signing off on something and handing her
clipboard to an employee before approaching Mako.
She’s relieved to see a familiar face that isn’t some suit
trying to swindle her.
“Well, hello Officer,” she laughs mildly. “I’ve been
… busy. Very busy. What about you? How’s the job?"
