Her smile then was brief, almost sardonic. "You won't need to worry about sneaking a look at her. She keeps all of us busy dusting her down and oiling joints."

There's a degree of a jest in what she said, but an underlying sentiment she acknowledged and accepted. Until Jacqueline was back, Hydra Corinthian and Andrea were both decorations. She didn't enjoy the feeling, but it was a portion of what made her ideal for working on this project as a whole.

She turned on heel, opening the door. "Until then, Mike."