This is a positive, given they don't have a recycler at all, unless one counts Jack's already painstaking efforts at salvaging scraps of fabric.
"... How the fuck does that work?" It adds, frowning. Its own transformations haven't done anything with its clothes - it has to pause a moment and feel deeply fucking glad about that, because despite the discomfort at the shifting of its form, it wants even less for everyone to see the transformation, or its mechanical parts.
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This is a positive, given they don't have a recycler at all, unless one counts Jack's already painstaking efforts at salvaging scraps of fabric.
"... How the fuck does that work?" It adds, frowning. Its own transformations haven't done anything with its clothes - it has to pause a moment and feel deeply fucking glad about that, because despite the discomfort at the shifting of its form, it wants even less for everyone to see the transformation, or its mechanical parts.