Statues coming to life… as much as the words themselves described something that was logically impossible, they still struck a chord, somehow. Veda doesn’t speak the entire time Jack is explaining, taking in the story and mulling it over.
“That is… I am not entirely sure what to say, but…” Biting her lip, she smiles shyly. “I can see why it is you brought it up.”
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?”
Jack Maple 