The burly west Asian man scratched the back of his head and smiled with an honest-looking expression. It sent a chill down Henry's spine; he simply could not imagine what he had looked like campaigning in the United States.
Was he planning to beat every voter into submission...?
Interrupting Henry's wild thoughts, Ajak stepped forward.
"All right, kid. If saving people is really that urgent, then tell me how to put on this duck mascot suit. Oh, and one more thing—you're not going to take pictures, are you? I don't want to preserve this kind of memory."
Though he wore an awkward smile, Henry had always had one question: why did everyone have so many objections to the appearance of the Duck Leopard Armor—Duck Type?
Was it because it looked too much like Disney's Donald Duck? But as one of Disney's three great pillars—mouse, duck, and dog—Donald Duck's popularity was beyond question.
That was what Henry thought, but he did not voice his complaint. Instead, he guided Ajak into the Duck Type and helped her fasten the outer clasps.
It was precisely because of these fasteners that putting on a mech required mechanical arms or someone else's assistance. When Henry got in and out himself, he simply took the easy route with molecular phasing.
Once Ajak had finished gearing up, Henry reminded her, "Please don't close your eyes. Your irises will be scanned now to grant temporary control authorization. Also, don't move around before startup. The mech still can't withstand the Eternals' strength."
Do not assume that, just because she was a healer, her physical abilities were weak. Ajak could easily pet a bear like it was a dog. At the very least, when she had visited New York, the "tabby cat" Kitty at Henry's home had failed to gain