[He snorts at the fact Lucky stole it right out from under Miguel.]
[But he also knows that if Miguel finds out he might try to limit Lucky's time in the lab. That makes it even more meaningful. He knows Miguel wouldn't freak but he might put down some limits.]
If he figures it out, I'll tell him I got someone to help me design it and that I stole the components myself.
The big guy and I don't get along anyway and I already thoroughly enjoy sneaking into his lab and messing with his stuff. So he'd probably believe it.
[A layer of protection for the kid. No loss if he and Miguel butt heads anyway.]
[The staff is a little too long to store in his hair. It'd poke out if he ever extended it, so he reaches into his hair for a little pair of snippers and extends a long tendril, then cuts it off. He puts the snippers back into his hair and starts braiding the tendril, the end under his foot, doing it impossibly fast with nimble fingers. His people make a lot of things out of their own hair, including their pods. And they learn to braid almost as quickly as they learn to talk.]
[(He's found, fortunately, that he can cut his own hair apparently, even if little else can break or cut it. Which is good when he still might need the occasional hair cut.)]
[As he talks to Lucky, he knots it together to fashion a holster of sorts so he can carry the baton at his back.]
You're not going on the mission are you? No one's making you? That Jamie kid said the witches - whatever they are - could sing songs that could mind control kids. And we don't know what the other witches can even do.
[He doesn't want him to go somewhere where they could suck the life out of him. It feels all too close to what happened in the past at home, just a less violent way of consuming them.]
I know you can fend for yourself. [Lucky's made it very clear he's independent and talked about fighting and weapons.] But that could get you from a distance.
cw: light cannibalism ref
[But he also knows that if Miguel finds out he might try to limit Lucky's time in the lab. That makes it even more meaningful. He knows Miguel wouldn't freak but he might put down some limits.]
If he figures it out, I'll tell him I got someone to help me design it and that I stole the components myself.
The big guy and I don't get along anyway and I already thoroughly enjoy sneaking into his lab and messing with his stuff. So he'd probably believe it.
[A layer of protection for the kid. No loss if he and Miguel butt heads anyway.]
[The staff is a little too long to store in his hair. It'd poke out if he ever extended it, so he reaches into his hair for a little pair of snippers and extends a long tendril, then cuts it off. He puts the snippers back into his hair and starts braiding the tendril, the end under his foot, doing it impossibly fast with nimble fingers. His people make a lot of things out of their own hair, including their pods. And they learn to braid almost as quickly as they learn to talk.]
[(He's found, fortunately, that he can cut his own hair apparently, even if little else can break or cut it. Which is good when he still might need the occasional hair cut.)]
[As he talks to Lucky, he knots it together to fashion a holster of sorts so he can carry the baton at his back.]
You're not going on the mission are you? No one's making you? That Jamie kid said the witches - whatever they are - could sing songs that could mind control kids. And we don't know what the other witches can even do.
[He doesn't want him to go somewhere where they could suck the life out of him. It feels all too close to what happened in the past at home, just a less violent way of consuming them.]
I know you can fend for yourself. [Lucky's made it very clear he's independent and talked about fighting and weapons.] But that could get you from a distance.