Couldn't hurt to try, if that's what you want. [Answering when she asks her first question. In his mind it really shouldn't be that difficult a thing to nail down. If she's light enough for DUM-E to toss her around, that's already starting off at a better advantage than say when he has to get enough propulsion to get himself off the ground. But he's perfected his Iron Man armor several times over, and flight was one of the first things he got down.
When DUM-E can't seem to leave her alone, he puts a hand out at the same time she's patting the bot.] Relax, would you? You can go back to playing in another ten minutes. [The utter ridiculousness that he has to say this to a machine has long since escaped his notice. He talks to them all like they're either children or coworkers.
With his full attention on her now, he grins almost a little helplessly and yet somehow understanding at the same time.] Sometimes there's just no quitting the urge. I know what you mean. [When he'd got it in his head that that's what he wanted his suit to do, there had been no stopping him. And there's still footage in his old archives of exactly the kind of chaos that had inspired.]
I think we could go low tech and less invasive. Maybe some type of back harness that sits underneath your wings so you can use both. You know. Just in case you need to work the real ones out. [If there's a chance she'll grow into them, or them into her, maybe it would be good for her to keep using them.] I'm working on a miniature miniaturized Arc Reactor, for field use. [Making them smaller and smaller is the way to go, and he pulls up some holographic schematics for a wrist watch that he has plans to implement them into.] Might be able to rig something for you like bracelets, so you'd have stabilization on command, if you needed it.
[Because the watch is meant to house an Iron Man gauntlet which will have much the same effect. But now it's clear he's in his own world because there's tech to be made so he tries to slow himself down.] Would you mind if FRIDAY got a scan of you? Can't promise a completion date on a prototype but I think I could get it going fairly soon.
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When DUM-E can't seem to leave her alone, he puts a hand out at the same time she's patting the bot.] Relax, would you? You can go back to playing in another ten minutes. [The utter ridiculousness that he has to say this to a machine has long since escaped his notice. He talks to them all like they're either children or coworkers.
With his full attention on her now, he grins almost a little helplessly and yet somehow understanding at the same time.] Sometimes there's just no quitting the urge. I know what you mean. [When he'd got it in his head that that's what he wanted his suit to do, there had been no stopping him. And there's still footage in his old archives of exactly the kind of chaos that had inspired.]
I think we could go low tech and less invasive. Maybe some type of back harness that sits underneath your wings so you can use both. You know. Just in case you need to work the real ones out. [If there's a chance she'll grow into them, or them into her, maybe it would be good for her to keep using them.] I'm working on a miniature miniaturized Arc Reactor, for field use. [Making them smaller and smaller is the way to go, and he pulls up some holographic schematics for a wrist watch that he has plans to implement them into.] Might be able to rig something for you like bracelets, so you'd have stabilization on command, if you needed it.
[Because the watch is meant to house an Iron Man gauntlet which will have much the same effect. But now it's clear he's in his own world because there's tech to be made so he tries to slow himself down.] Would you mind if FRIDAY got a scan of you? Can't promise a completion date on a prototype but I think I could get it going fairly soon.