(Gently and affectionately grasps you with industrial machinery)
End of chapter! Next page is a log page, then reader questions.
Transcript
Talita wraps her arms around her friends, rests a cheek on top of Idrisah's head, and relaxes into the hug. Bip turns their webcam towards the the front loader, holding up its newly attached articulated hands. They reach out with them and gingerly grasp the group of women with the metal manipulators, who look down in surprise.
Bip: Best I can do, sorry.
Talita: Thanks, Bip.
