The corner of his mouth curled upward.
And just as Black String Moon opened her eyes and looked over,
cubes of metal that seemed both metallic and not appeared in Lynn's hands.
Black String Moon immediately fixed her gaze on him. "Death star crystal?"
Lynn adjusted his Monocle and smiled. "That's right. This should be the best material I can offer. If I use these crystals to repair your damage, I believe your performance will improve tremendously."
Black String Moon watched him silently. Only when her prolonged stare had begun to make his hair stand on end did she say softly,
"I don't need such precious materials. I have nothing of equal value to give you."
Because she understood.
These were supreme materials Lynn had obtained by all but risking his life, even facing the God of Ten Thousand Machines himself. She had no reason to let him waste something so precious on her.
After all, they were still employer and employee.
"You don't need to worry about that. I extorted plenty of these crystals anyway. If I don't use them on you, who else would I use them on?"
Lynn grinned.
Still, to dispel her concerns, he smiled and added,
"Of course, if you really want to exchange something for them, that's fine too. All you need to do is agree to one very simple condition."
Black String Moon closed her eyes. "I agree."
Lynn shrugged, caught between laughter and exasperation. "Hey, hey, don't agree so quickly. I haven't thought of the condition yet. I'll tell you once I have."
Black String Moon opened her eyes. "Is this a contract?"
"I suppose so." Lynn spread his hands casually.
Black String Moon gave a slight nod and closed her eyes again, but he could clearly see her fingers tighten a