Ezo studied the stack carefully. When he was convinced she'd done it perfectly, he patted her on the back, flashing her a smile. "Good job. This'll work very nicely. You've been a great help Lia." He then set to the task of melding the pieces with the frame, using generous amounts of the gel to affix them. By the time he was done, his muscles ached, he was sweaty, but at least the swoop was fully repaired. Wiping the perspiration from his brow, he stepped back, admiring the completed product. Giving Lia a thumbs-up, he inserted the power cell from earlier, and grinned as the machine made a dull humming sound. "Perfect."

She set to work molding it and then looked at the frame to see what other chunks were missing so that she could form them while Ezo worked. The process was difficult for her, because some times, the length made the metal wilt out of shape, but soon she found a decent way of making them and she had a stack beside her, her tail flicking from side to side with pleasure.

Ezo grabbed the grip gel, scooping a glob onto his finger. pressing it onto the chassis frame, he pressed it down near one of the broken sections. When he was finished, he wiped his hands on his pants, and held them about two feet apart to give Lia an idea of what he was talking about. "I need a solid bar about two feet long, half an inch thick."

"Yeah, sounds easy. Tell me what shapes you need and I'll get started," she replied, grateful that he didn't comment. Lia was tired of people obsessing over her, not that she'd say that aloud. Instead, she sat down and started to warm the metal so that she could get started the instant she knew what to do.

Ezo ignored her cry, instead focusing on the swoop. "How can we do this quickly and easily....?" Tapping his foot, he looked from the metal chunk to the chassis and back again. "Lia, we'll have to break off pieces and melt them into the shape of the missing or broken sections.....then, I'll have to attach 'em....sounds easy enough, right?"

Lia lifted it up, over Ezo's head mostly just to annoy him, and carried it with ease over to the chassis and set it down gently. "Ouch" she complained, looking at the heel of her palm, where she had nicked it on the metal and blood dripped down slowly, lazily. It was brighter than human blood, almost seeming to glow, but she didn't notice, as she began to lick the blood away. Her eyes turned to Ezo, asking him what they needed to do next.

"Sweet dreams Nakia. Blankets are in the closet." Ezo turned to Lia, pointing to the heap of metal beside her. "I'm gonna need your help knocking that into the right shape. we'll need to bring it over to the chassis and melt it again to shape it." He grabbed one end of the metal mass, motioning for her to lift the other side.

"Now what?" Lia asked, tilting her head confused. She had done what he had asked, hadn't she? She looked at the metal heap beside her feet and wondered if she should add more. Nakia yawned and stretched, saying, "Well I'm going back to bed. Good night." and then disappeared up the stairs.

Everything they said made Ezo's head spin. He wasn't confused, but he couldn't grasp the logic of their race. His mindset was so different from theirs he didn't think they'd ever see eye to eye. If she were going to say something, it demanded his undivided attention. Laying the sledgehammer down, he folded his arms and looked Lia dead in the eye. "Yeah, now if you don't mind."

Nakia and Lia looked at each and silently seemed to debate on how to explain it and finally, Lia spoke, "We're not human. We don't fight over silly things. We fight to prove our strength. Father has proven his many times over. So he has no enemies." "As for causing chaos, before you think poorly of us, know that the average demon lives several dozen centuries. For us, just living and making a home and reproducing will take maybe a century. It grows boring, so we fight. It also always new ideas and new people to come to power," Nakia added. For some reason her eyes went to Lia and there was a wordless sorrow in them, but it passed quickly and she looked back at Ezo and asked, with a smirk, "Make more sense now, mortal?"

"What?" Ezo wasn't sure he'd heard Nakia right. Tilting his head to the side with a look of extreme confusion upon his face, he arched his eyebrows. That.....didn't make sense. So whenever these demons got bored, they killed off their own allies? Did they enjoy chaos that much? Ezo shook his head at the two. He had to set them straight. "Two things: One, you're NEVER too powerful to have enemies. No matter how strong you are, there will always be someone against you. Secondly, you guys do that crap to INCITE chaos? What the hell kind of sense does that make?"

Nakia looked confused at this and Lia asked, "Why would he?" Before there was a reply from Ezo, Nakia gasped and said to her sister, "Oh yeah! Humans don't get why we create problems." She switched her gaze to Ezo and replied, "No. Father is too powerful to have enemies, but things get boring, so we'd kill his annoying allies to start chaos." "Ah, Chaos," Lia sighed with a gentle laugh, then rolled her eyes and shook her head.