You know what they say: there can only be 1 or none, she said without emotion.
But there are 2. She knows that, I know that. ¿But who knows who will turn out to be the 1?.
Despite the gravity o’ what she was implying, she continued to stare down @ whatever new gadget she was tinkering with now, as if the outside world weren’t e’en happening. If her loyal 2nd hadn’t seen her behave this way too many times to count in dire situations, & yet always come out on top, he would’ve been nervous.
Still, he struggled to keep the discomfort from his voice when he finally asked,
¿So what should we do with them?.
Nothing drastic, replied his Gearmother.
We’ll just lodge a li’l complaint with them is all.
Her 2nd nodded. Usually that worked. We were reasonable programagicians, after all.