Re: I'm awesome, and you're not.
"This is just a prototype," obviously, "that's why I need Troy to-" There the scoundrel was. "C'mere, Chocolaty Thicket," Weenie beckoned the Native.
"That's dope." Troy eyed the building blueprint she had floating at chest level. "This for Nate?"
"Did the Helheim labeling on the display tip you off?" Fortress asked with a snort and a dismissive, surprised grin. Oh, boy. "I need to know if you can construct something of these," she pushed a 3-D image his direction, "specifications so I know if I need to find an alternate material."
It stopped short of his chest and Troy's neck gave so that his chin simply dropped to his chest instead of lowering carefully. "Aight..." he murmured as he looked over the plans and their purpose. She needed to know about the strength - and probably longevity of the woods he'd use. "How light does it need to be?"
"Not light, these are going to be building into cliffsides, I've been told."
"Okay, well, then I can make it sturdy af. Sure."
"Okay, great, you can go," Weenie said, not having looked at Hemlock once.
"What if I wanna stay and hang out with my homeboy Dom?"
Fortress ignored him. Or, rather, she was too distracted now to care, knowing that she could continue on with her original, intended design.