And he wasn't entirely pleased.
Because who would be pleased to hear and see their precious person overworked like that?
Luca's hangar was vast. Wide enough to house multiple mechas, lined with polished panels and scattered crates, the kind of space that screamed both grandeur and chaos. But in that expanse of steel and shadows, Xavier's eyes immediately zeroed in on the tiniest figure.
Bundled up against the wall like a discarded kitten sat his little wife, looking more exhausted than victorious. And close to him, hidden in plain sight, was a hulking mass that was obviously trying to act invisible.
Sid. The guardian mecha.
Unlike D-29, Xavier knew perfectly well that Sid was there. Sid would never abandon Luca, not now and not ever, unless he had no desire to exist as well. Besides, their bond meant there was no real way to hide from each other. They shared the same sea of consciousness. Pretending otherwise was laughable.
