Shandara's Home

While Shandara retreats to the kitchen, Bolten looks up in surprise at her owl familiar and the half-orc bodyguard. Sure, he's seen them before, but it still takes some getting used to... especially since he didn't even realize that they were there. He gives a sheepish wave and smiles weakly with a greeting. Bolten internally debates whether or not to admonish the familiar for eyeing his invention with intent, but Shandara returns soon enough with the tea.

After Shandara gives her input, Bolten nods in agreement. "Aye, it would be easier (and cheaper) to coat the lenses in a hydrophobic substance... It would need to be clear, though. We've already had problems with heat management with the SCORP. I'd rather not revisit that with the tick."

Bolten pulls out the honey buns and sets them on the table, suddenly looking self-conscious as he realizes that there is not enough for everyone present. Doh, if only he had remembered! "Given how they have opted to go with the adamantine claws, maintenance will be very light in terms of recoating the eyes with our chosen substance."