Jordan watched in fascination as the two Frenchmen talked while they prepared a meal aboard the Lexamus IV an hour later. It had taken some fancy talking and finally the realization that the three men and their robots were not a threat when the two men began arguing again, this time in French with each other.
Jordan had fallen in love with them when the large robot called Numbnuts walked up behind both men and lifted them by the back of their shirts. The little robot, called IQ, explained that their ‘weird friend’ Jarmen had programed Numbnuts to keep the two men from getting hurt.
“So, are you attached, in a relationship, seeing anyone?” IQ asked, walking his fingers up Jordan’s arm.
A chuckle escaped Luc when he heard the little robot. He turned twinkling eyes to Jordan, who was giggl
