Praetyre listened to Slap, then replied;
"Just out of curiousity, who do you normally get to do errands? Not that I mind doing them, of course, but it is quite disruptive at times to have to run off and get little things in the middle of a delicate operation. Do we have any deactivated or activated robots around this facility? Surely one as prestigious and large as Rupture Farms 1027 would possess a few robot workers? I understand that the previous staff probably viewed other species as nothing more than their slaves, but surely in this self contained age of enlightenment they would of helped take the load off some overburdened Inhabitants with mechanical assistance? If there aren't any, has this facility considered hiring Grubs? They work hard, run fast, can get into tight spaces, enjoy their work, and plus we're giving them room, board, and good living. At least that's my experience with them at Rupture Farms #1000 and a short spiritual trip I took to Mongo Valley. But anyway, the tissue substitute.. let me see.."
Praetyre ordered his suit to release a Scalpel X-2, which he then started fiddling with. He eventually found the right button, which caused the device to convert into a artiflesh spray and injector. Praetyre entered in the sequence to lower the surgical shield, then stretched out his hand with the device towards Slap.
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