Rex looked at Mini Cleo for a few moments in silence. Then, with a soft chuckle under his breath, he gently reached out and patted her head.
For the first time, his entire hand fit comfortably over her head, something that hadn't been possible before. In her current battle doll form, she was finally at a "normal" size. There was something almost childlike about the gesture, but it wasn't mocking. It was warm. Reassuring.
"This is all part of mastering what you already know," Rex said in a calm voice, the audio slightly filtered through his power armor's helmet.
"Even if you've got a hundred thousand skills or a hundred weapons more powerful than the last, they're all meaningless if you don't know when or how to use them. Think of this as another step in the learning process."
