Chainsaw had shifted to Ronan’s shoulder as he pulled out the notepad and now she leaned over to look down at it when Gale handed it back. She was smart, but she couldn’t actually read, thank fuck. Ronan took the notepad and scratched distractedly under Chainsaw’s beak with the pen. His attention was on the drawing and already focused on when he could dream next and how many he should manifest.
“Yeah I can work with this.” Excitement gave his words an impatient edge. “I don’t know shit about circuitry, but I can fake that part.” He lifted the shoulder Chainsaw was perched on, getting her attention. “Say sorry for being a dick so we can bail.”
Chainsaw barked krek and Ronan grinned a shithead grin. “Good enough.”