[ the dog appreciates him more than you do isha. He treats him like a real dog, like one of the feral ones on the streets of Sokovia, and scratches behind the metal ears. ]
How did you even get this little one? Did you make him?
Did you program him to act like a dog? Or did it just...happen?
[ It's a strange thing, programming versus naturally progressing. Especially for Pietro, though he tries not to think about it. About how different he'd be if Strucker hadn't loomed towards them and he hadn't signed up so willingly.
Besides, this is about shoes and mechanical dogs. ]
With the right materials and enough time, I'm sure I could. Q took me years, on and off. I could build one half his size in several months, I think, if I really dedicate myself to it.
[She should honestly get paid for this kind of work, huh?]
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How did you even get this little one? Did you make him?
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Q leans in a little. More pets please.]
He's been a work in progress since I was 16. He's changed a lot since then, but at the end of everything, he's always been Q.
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[ It's a strange thing, programming versus naturally progressing. Especially for Pietro, though he tries not to think about it. About how different he'd be if Strucker hadn't loomed towards them and he hadn't signed up so willingly.
Besides, this is about shoes and mechanical dogs. ]
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[It's actually far more complicated than that, and it took weeks of trial and error before she got just the right combination of AI programming.
Back when she used to marathon endless nights, of course. She's gotten brutally efficient with her time.]
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Instead, he looks up at Isha, curious: ]
Could you make another one?
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[She should honestly get paid for this kind of work, huh?]
Why?