Ren knocked on the doorframe to the hanger, "Hey hoss, come get some dinner".
"Can't", replied the large person, as they adjusted the weaponry on the 7-10 Split.
"Can't? You've been at it for hours. Take a break.". A terse "Busy" was the only reply.
It was at this moment, Ren looked around the hanger and saw a massive tree behind the mech. "What the hell is that for?" gesturing at the tree.
"Stake"
"Stake?
They nodded.
"We have some stronger alloys than that to make a sword or whatever, why wood?"
They responded by unloading a massive shell from the 7-10 Split's rail gun and started measuring it.
"The world is a vampire."
