Luca had very clear plans.
He was going to make a bigger suit for proper testing.
Because if it were bigger and fit someone else, wouldn't they be able to collect data from two pilots at once?
He'd been determined.
Really determined.
But determination meant nothing when the inventor could barely make it to the hangar without biting back a sound.
Surprisingly, breakfast that morning had been… normal.
Xavier had even advised him to only put the suit on after eating. "That way," he'd said with calm certainty, "you'll at least get a good meal in."
So Luca had eaten.
He'd chatted with his parents about his newest news—that the piglets and goat kids would be born soon.
That announcement had sparked more excitement than he expected. Jax had practically begged to camp out near the barns, claiming he needed to be there "for moral support" because he was worried for the mothers.
