"Percy has his work, and time to tinker without near death interruptions." A chance to build things not meant to kill, to be the gifted genius he was meant to be, before the Briarwoods and Ripley tried to take that future from him. "Everything's free and no one's trying to kill those I hold dearest, of course I'm fine."

Vex laid a hand over Pike's. "I miss them too," she said softly.