Cassy glanced over at Alexander. "It would be best to wait for a magic evil threat," she said. (Goodnight, Setcho.)
(Alright... that makes a little more sense.)
Daisy sighed. "Well, your legs have been entirely disconnected from your torso and your right arm's got quite a few dents in it," she said. "The cannon in that arm... I think it should be fine, but you'll need to have the arm reattached. Also, it wouldn't be a bad idea if you got yourself a new set of clothes..." The celestial wolf tapped Sierra's metal body through a hole in her synthetic skin. "And you could probably do with a new outer skin as well."
Clare chuckled. "Yeah," she said. "I could even be your instructor, and tie my hair back and all."