[The workshop door opens and Neo doesn't even bother to look up. Why would he, when it will undoubtedly be one of the usuals - one of the mechanics who might toss a greeting his way if they aren't in a hurry, or a particularly pushy customer who will huff in annoyance when they aren't immediately greeted by someone willing to drop everything to tend to them. Either way, not his concern. He's got more important things to focus on.
And then that voice rings out and Neo's claws dig into the tome on reflex. Oh no. Somehow, it hadn't occurred to him that Sonic would come after him. It's not like Neo's made any attempts to hide, after all. If he'd realized Sonic would hunt him down, maybe he would have.
(Though it isn't like him to run away. Why is that his first thought? There isn't even anything to discuss anyway.)
His optics finally flick up to focus on Sonic, taking in the tools inquisitively for a moment before he finds his voice.]
As I've told you before, you have no reason to worry about me.
[Aaaaand we're immediately back at square one. Okay. Thanks, Neo. Did you even try.]
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And then that voice rings out and Neo's claws dig into the tome on reflex. Oh no. Somehow, it hadn't occurred to him that Sonic would come after him. It's not like Neo's made any attempts to hide, after all. If he'd realized Sonic would hunt him down, maybe he would have.
(Though it isn't like him to run away. Why is that his first thought? There isn't even anything to discuss anyway.)
His optics finally flick up to focus on Sonic, taking in the tools inquisitively for a moment before he finds his voice.]
As I've told you before, you have no reason to worry about me.
[Aaaaand we're immediately back at square one. Okay. Thanks, Neo. Did you even try.]