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So Glam tests their power some more, and then has a meeting with Piggot where they explain the Siberian. She listens carefully, then asks them not to demonstrate, and says she will communicate that to the appropriate people. That takes a while, and then Lorica is asked to confirm this, and then Glam is asked to demonstrate to very few people with very high clearance.
This should not get out, it would be a PR nightmare, but if the Sibarian copy does what it looks like it does, its help will be invaluable in the upcoming Endbringer fights. When Glam decides to use that power, the story will be that a power copier has grabbed the Siberian's and is using it against the Endbringer, that people should not panic, and that she is an ally. Glam mentions, since they're all being so cooperative about telling everyone on the comms, that the Siberian copy doesn't have to look like the original, so people can know whether to panic or not based on her shape.
That leaves, of course, Glam's own willingness to face the Slaughterhouse Nine. Even if they don't know that Siberian is them, they will likely cause problems, and this will need to be carefully planned.
Careful plans tend not to survive contact with reality, and that is doubly true when the next Endbringer attack happens only two months and nine days after the previous one.
Not that it would matter much: Glam is definitely not going to a Simurgh fight, not yet.
"Okay. I'll make you a shoulderbot and start contemplating design, although I don't want to finalize it until I know better how much motion of your own you're going to wind up getting back."
"What do you mean, getting back?"
"You... got pretty seriously hit. Even if you can wiggle your toes you might have long-term problems running or bending in certain ways. I don't want the suit to twist you in ways you shouldn't twist."
"...oh. Yeah. That. Can the bot tell?"
"Okay." She beams.
"And yes, I can put your symbol all over it and smooth out the armor some. I assume you do want it armored?"
"Yes!"
"Cool. You'll have a shoulderbot tonight and a suit in a few weeks probably."
"Thanks! You're the best, and totally not a robot," she giggles.
"I am not and have never been a robot. I am, technically, a cyborg."
Jeannie grins. And then pauses, and gauges Sadde appraisingly.
"...what?" Sadde asks.
"Does she watch you through shoulderbot?"
Sadde grins but doesn't answer.
"She does!" Jeannie cackles.
"I actually don't know if she does," Sadde explains, and hugs her bot again.
"'Caaaaause," Sadde giggles. Rewind smirks. "Oh shut up, isn't it bed time for you?"
"I'm only two years younger than you!"
"We shouldn't actually be here too long, the doctor says Rewind needs rest."
"You still have your laptop," Sadde points out.
"It's not enoooough!"
"The shoulderbot can bring you a deck of cards if that will help."
Sadde giggles. "I'll come visit you more often, if the nurse allows it."
And speaking of the nurse: knock knock!
"I meant, the bot could play cards with you," says Lorica. She gets the door.
"Oh! Okay playing cards with the bot sounds way more fun," she says.
The nurse walks in, and blinks in surprise, then folds her arms. "And just who do you expect is going to clean this mess?" she asks.
Sadde shrugs and the balloons are gone. "Me."
The nurse blinks, and shakes her head. "In any case, Ms. Eoh needs her rest, so it's time you leave."
And everyone shuffles out.