long," Cleo tilted her head slightly, her mechanical iris glowing a soft blue as she performed her calculations. "I do not believe so. The current probability indicates that he is attempting to give you face rather than take it. He wants to clear things up without lowering his own status."
Rex blinked, then let out a small chuckle. "So what you're telling me is… he's basically here to play nice, but he's too proud to just admit it."
"Accurate," Cleo replied simply, smoothing her dress as she prepared to disembark.
With a sigh, Rex straightened and stretched his shoulders. "Guess I should go before I accidentally level this parking lot. Damn, and here I was hoping I'd just get to sit quietly in the back." His silverish wings rippled once, catching faint sparks of light as they folded neatly against his back.
