ORIGIN

"Good." The Valkhand tilted her head. It would be interesting to see what Vargas could make of this thing. "For now."

Only briefly had she considered accompanying Eleven back to Draco to have a look at the other creations in progress, but at this point, trekking back to the Palace was going to feel exhausting. Her social battery was running dry as it was: she didn't want to deal with anyone else today.

"I'll be interested to see how your training progresses," was the last thing she said to Chaos-Eleven before she was turning and stepping off back to Cepheus, only briefly bending left, then right, to take off her heels and carry them in her hands.

A bath would be in order, too, she decided.