The blue man blushed in embarrassment. “I know it’s k-kind of silly, but what you told me just made me think of it.” He gave her a small smile of his own. “If I m-may ask, what is your creator’s name?”
“No, it is not silly, I… I can see why it is you thought of it.” Trying to reassure the man, Veda shakes her head faintly. “He… he has asked that I call him Mike.”
The name wasn’t familiar to Jack – but then, ‘Mr. Miracle’ wouldn’t have meant anything to him either. He smiled as he gave a small nod of acknowledgement. “Does, um … does he do anything else, besides making robots?”
Veda sits up a little straighter in response to the question, nodding once. “He is looking into medical applications of several of his inventions.” At least one of which she had been able to test herself, to both of their continued pride over it continuing to work.
“Really?” Jack brightened. He wasn’t nearly as technical-minded as most of the blue people, and he had to consider for a moment how robotics could be helpful in medicine. “You mean, like artificial limbs, or organs?"
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