Hank paused, not following her point for a moment, then broke out in a shy grin.
"Ah. But I've forfieted the notion of covering my fur. Other than the original image inducer, which I have been making upgrades to. Although that is mainly a backup in the event I must be less conspicuous for some reason... I have decided there is naught for it. If I do not embrace my fluffiness I can't expect anybody else to," he said. There was just a bit of sadness to the decision, but in the end he had more important things to apply his brain power to. Not that he would stop looking for a cure, but it had moved from his priority to a secondary project. Too much in this City needed research and preparation for for him to become caught up in himself again.
He still returned the hug. He did rather enjoy them, after all.
"As for this, my main thoughts were practical uses in terms of power training. With the rising number of mutants and hero-inclined individuals, training might prove costly in terms of resources, so I thought it best to develope an obstacle and practice dummy which can be remade as easily as it is destroyed... refracted light seemed the first logical exploration."