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Star winced, moving a bit further out of reach. "There may have been a few.. indiscretions, but I do provide a service of actual significance." He said this in a way that suggested being on a lower peg than Memne the fashion designer stung. "And the Boss seems to like me. His opinion must count for something. He is our leader."

Tethys' stare made it clear that attempts to repair the damage done a few minutes ago were pointless. That probably should have been clear already but nothing ventured nothing gained.

"..yes." He conceded, dropping the hopeful expression he'd been wearing. "..if I'm going to coax information out of her I'll need to speak with her alone. How exactly do you suggest we rip the two of them apart?"

Star watched her return to the door and sighed, following after her. "..very well. Follow my lead." He strode past Tethys on the way back to the robotics lab. He ignored the looks from the Galactics scattered around the room and glanced at Tethys over his shoulder.

"..you know him better than I do." He gestured at the line up of partially-finished mechs. "Which one is he most excited about?"

Oblivious to her critique of of his ego, or how blatantly he wore it on his sleeve, Star followed Tethys' point and stared. "The dunsparce." He said flatly, "...you're joking."

He recoiled from the look, stooping back into submission. "Of course.. what was I thinking? It's a shining example of his work." He offered a weak smile before moving on. He crossed the room and traversed the appropriate catwalks to reach the nearly-finished machine. It was, indeed, a giant dunsparce. The equipment being mounted on the front suggested it would be put to use as a burrowing vehicle. It was also equipped with stylish running lights along both sides. At least it was nice for a dunsparce.

Star paused a moment to look at the design specs hanging on a board near the machine before sighing and approaching it. "Out of my way." He shooed a Galactic who was welding plates onto the mech aside and pulled open an access hatch. He paused to eye the Galactic a moment, reached over to snatch a wrench from his toolbelt, then climbed inside.

The Galactic turned his torch off and lifted his welding mask, looking confused.

Star was inside the dunsparce for several minutes before the machine made an unpleasant whirring sound. The lights on the sides went dark and the dunsparce fell silent.

He reappeared shortly after and climbed out of the mech, holding the wrench in one hand and a silver cylinder in the other. A mess of detached cords hung from one end of the mysterious part.

"Here." Star thrust the cylinder at the bewildered Galactic, "Hide this."

"But sir.." The Galactic took the part, as well as his wrench, "This is the-"

"I know what it is." Star's tone was impatient, "Put it under your desk or something."

Looking concerned, the Galactic glanced at Tethys, then wandered off to put the cylinder under his desk.

"Right." He looked back at Tethys, "Time to check back on the happy couple."

If there was one thing she could say about being kidnapped, it was certainly a fairly enjoyable experience. At least for her. She'd listened with interest at Deimos' story about the Entei; Did that mean they had an actual Entei? She knew for a fact they had an actual Ho-Oh, so it was possible...

And then someone interrupted her social-spying. "Huh? Oh- alright... I'm sure I'll still be here." Nyx gave Deimos a friendly wave and leaned back in her chair, turning her attention on Star. "Ah, well. I'm sure I'll have plenty of time to spend with Deimos."

"Hm. I don't know- I'm fairly comfortable here. Where are we going?" Nyx said casually as she forked something on her plate and attempted to eat it when her chair was pulled out.

"Alright then." Nyx stood, putting her fork down on the plate and turning to follow Star. She had no problem with the music, and actually liked things like that, but she couldn't gather information on the observation deck.