Calvin threw his rucksack down onto the table with a thud - some small vials and larger tubes rattled out.
“It's incredible - truly incredible" Robyn said with certain admiration, staring at the place where her paper cut had been just an hour before.
"Band-aids will be obsolete" he said - nodding in agreement "and, it's not a glue either. We have our nerve bonding material as you know - the kind that was applied to my hand just after the accident. But this - this is even more advanced."
Calvin pulled out a chair right beside her. Robyn chose to ignore that they were so uncomfortably, yet lusciously, close. If anything, she was flattered.
"Have you guessed what this is?" he asked.
“Is it a protein?" Robyn's mind was alight with the possibilities of this - she still had the little pot in her pocket. She took it out and removed its lid - the clear gel inside gave no clue.
Calvin reached over and took it quickly out from her hand.
"Samples cannot leave this compound" he said abruptly - his tone had shifted an octave down. He seemed offended - put off from what he was about to say.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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