Jay quirks an eyebrow. "You come from a buncha scientists?" he asks. "Must be nice to be another of those science types. I just follow the notes my old man stole," he says, holding up the scrap of paper he's been reading.
"The razor bats could use the work. Just need the mini-thrusters installed and they'll be good to go. Gonna be a bit before the next bombs are ready," he says. The goblin glances at the chemicals he's been working on and then looks Victor over. "How old are you?" he asks, considering something.
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