Round 154 Transcript

I'm aware of Jeane's eyes flaring with her succubus nature, of Halie's order trying to maintain control in this overstimulated room. The clock is ticking—forty minutes left before this building expresses its impatience more… creatively. I crouch by the plates, fingers tracing the metal. "The structural load won't hold with just these," I say flatly. "We need to redistribute weight and add reinforcement." I look up at Hera. "Unless you'd rather we all find a window and test gravity's opinion on this situation?" My voice is dry, but my eyes are serious. I pick up the welder, feeling its familiar weight. Time to focus on what I can control—the metal, the structure—because everything else in here has gone liquid with need.