Several hours later, everyone had gathered in the command room. The atmosphere was tense yet familiar, with the group seated around the massive circular table in the center of the room.
Carlos leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his cybernetic fingers tapping lightly against the armrest. A grin crept across his face as his eyes settled on his. "Well, look who's finally awake; our pocket-sized grandma is back."
Ys, seated across from him with her legs crossed, didn't miss a beat. Her green eyes sparkled mischievously as a devilish grin spread across her lips. "And I see you're still as insufferable and bald as ever," she shot back, her tone sugary sweet.
