"Too early then I suppose. What's that on your face?" She squinted at the metal device. "I'm Gemma. Gemma Song. Well I might have said too much there."
Clever’s eyes widened. He wasn't ready to hear this. “Oh this?” He gestured lazily to the cyber components, “just a device to stop my brain from exploding or turning to liquid.” The Cyber Planner lied.
















