"Thanks for coming over," Dillon says, taking Ford back into a little office off the main infirmary. He sounds like he means it, and in fact, he does. There are a few academic books and a few schedules, but it's more spartan than otherwise. Rather than trying to look non-ridiculous in Dr. Banner'sDr. Cambridge's Dr. Magnus's chair, Dillon just leans against the edge of the desk. There are two other chairs, mismatched, shoved in here for their last meeting; Ford is welcome to either.
"So. Tell me about the weapons you're - making? Have made?"
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Date: 2018-05-23 09:14 pm (UTC)Dr. Banner'sDr. Cambridge'sDr. Magnus's chair, Dillon just leans against the edge of the desk. There are two other chairs, mismatched, shoved in here for their last meeting; Ford is welcome to either."So. Tell me about the weapons you're - making? Have made?"