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[So, after a hard morning of adventuring, our heroes are having a much needed rest back at the inns with their prizes. Some people may be busily chatting over the different robot parts that were found scattered across the city, but the turtles have bigger fish to fry.

Literally.

The kitchen of the Sword, Shield, and Spear is a flurry of activity and delicious smells in between Rapunzel flitting about and Mikey and Raph following after her to give basic instructions. The construction of pizza is an art after all.]

It's real easy! I mean—I don't get the dough, but the important thing to remember is dough, sauce, toppings. The dough's just to hold everything else together.

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Of course.

He may yet be able to talk.

[blinks, a bit surprised]

With help of all those gears you were carrying?

Precisely. Human speech is out of the question, of course, as is passing any sort of Turing test, but morse code may be within his reach.

Should I be worried he'll be part of the animate category?

He may even replace you.

[gives him a look]

You're funny.

[ shrug! ]

I'll have to build him legs first.

Priorities, Sherlock.

A torso first, then. I'll need your help with the anatomy.

I mean finding a way out of here.

Well, yes. I presume our explorations will continue.

[ thumps his newly stolen boots a bit ]

Where did you get those anyway?

Knocked over one of the automatons in the factory. The floor was too hot to walk on.

Hot?

Due to the furnace. I suspect I've blistered something.

Let me see.

[ ... shrugs, pulling his feet out of the boots and showing her. they're unpleasantly red on the soles, but the blistering isn't too bad. a very mild second degree burn in a few spots. ]

Those second degree burns might become a problem. You need to rinse them in cool water to bring down the skin temperature, and find some thick socks or the blisters might pop when you walk.

[ hrmph. that's entirely too sensible of a suggestion. ]

But I can walk.

And then you'll have infected blisters when they do burst open with no medicine to treat an infection here.

... And then the gangrene, among other pleasantries.

Very well, I'll rest tonight.

Glad you're thinking sensibly about this.

When ever do I not?

When it's inconvenient for you.