"Oh well."

"Or I could keep it just as a lookout, not really as Ki but. Something that could plausibly be flying around and keeping an eye out?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, whatever critter I conjure could just be a random animal that would act in random animal ways while making sure we're not being followed or observed or something. Just 'cause other-me won't exist doesn't mean the idea's completely useless."

"Oh. Okay, I guess. How fast do you go?"

"Not a clue. Running, I'm—in good shape, but that's about it. I'd probably need to fly to keep up with you."

"I said go, not run."

"Oh. I never really tried going as fast as I could, and it's technically not me that can fly, it's the suit."

"But you think you could keep up with me?"

"How fast can you go?"

"I can do ninety if I don't have to turn."

"...hoooly crap. That's kind of incredible. I might need to tweak the design to handle that."

"The suit or the platforms?"

"Suit. Platforms will be fine."

"I mean I usually go a lot slower than that because I'm usually in the city and have to go around or over stuff."

"Yeah, platforms should let you go full speed. But still. Damn."

Boots smiles a little bit.

She smiles back! She has made him smile! That is a good. She has Accomplished Something today.

"So do you like need a while to fix your suit or what?"

Blink. "No, not at all. Well, I mean, a minute, I need to think." She closes her eyes and furrows her eyebrows.

Boots hangs out on his rafter.

There are some changes to the suit, merely cosmetic, for Boots' sake. The fabric looks somewhat shinier and more reflective, the G more obvious because of that, and it bulks up ever-so-slightly. "Thaaat should be enough."

And he jumps down, landing on his feet near the weight rack.

Glam hovers down, masked.

To the exit!