Katz continued to stare vacantly at the bulkhead, as if contemplating what Jayce had said.
He glanced back at Brooks a moment. His gaze lingering there a heart beat.
I have seen you fight, Katz said evenly. Out here and on Denver
The other fight was attracting a crowd, as Lt. Warner seemed to be getting the upper hand.
I dont need to test your resolve, but I am going to test that addled brain of yours Go to Vicentas office, tell her to give you a package of papers. Fill them out and hand them back to her if were satisfied that you actually have neurons firing up there he sighed. Let him go Via
The look on Jayces face was priceless as the Mech opened his hand, the Rogue slipping through the giant fingers as he began to fall
Stop! Katz ordered.
The Mech closed his fingers again, painfully on the arm, as Jayce dangled threateningly.
I meant put him down on the catwalk, Katz corrected, rolling his eyes.
Via complied, as Jayce cradled his wrenched arm painfully.
Katz shrugged, sorry now I must depart. Good luck Jayce.