He was that interested? Well, she couldn't deny him, yet she had to finish. She couldn't leave the current task undone. Excusing herself, she quickly put away the rest of the books, then returned to his side.
Holding her left hand out, which was her prosthetic, she had an array of lights held up in her palm. With her right hand, she designed a small turrent. Then, in a rather fanciful move, her hands moved over his desk like they were in a dance. From that dance the turrent materialized. It was small and round, but it was powerful.
"That is a turrent. Place something in front of it and a laser will strike it. When you'd like me to get rid of it, please let me know. I can make it disappear just as easily as I made it reappear." Her lips curled upward, satisfied with her work.