That was a lot of training robots that were going to have to be replaced. Fortunately, the yetis were adept at making and repairing them ridiculously quickly. Jumping from vertical wall to vertical wall, he tackled one of the hovering ones out of the air, slamming it into the floor with both feet and all his body weight behind it, then with a "GRAAAH!" he stabbed it multiple times in the head with his sais until its head was so much circuitry mush.
Then he crouched there, panting in a way that was almost feral, before spotting her in the doorway. Whatever anger was there faded quickly as he saw her, in a way that helped offset how ridiculously ferocious he'd been seconds before. It was just like how his brother had immediately been a calming influence when he'd almost killed the scientists.
Maybe he was angry, but he at least seemed fairly adept at channeling it the right places and letting it wash away around people he was friendly with. Enough that he didn't even seem all that ashamed of someone else seeing that anger.
"Hey," he said, hopping off the chest of the bot. "You're up late. Nightmares about killer clowns? Did they get you with the popcorn gun?"
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Then he crouched there, panting in a way that was almost feral, before spotting her in the doorway. Whatever anger was there faded quickly as he saw her, in a way that helped offset how ridiculously ferocious he'd been seconds before. It was just like how his brother had immediately been a calming influence when he'd almost killed the scientists.
Maybe he was angry, but he at least seemed fairly adept at channeling it the right places and letting it wash away around people he was friendly with. Enough that he didn't even seem all that ashamed of someone else seeing that anger.
"Hey," he said, hopping off the chest of the bot. "You're up late. Nightmares about killer clowns? Did they get you with the popcorn gun?"