"I must if you want it to look halfway decent or hidden," Brainstorm snipes back. Who did Tarn think he was? An amateur? He's a designer as well as manufacturer. This was common sense!

Now, If Tarn would just stop touching him. It was difficult to keep that bratty spirit when with one good flex the tank could crush his head.

"I'm going to need your measurements too. You've been fitted for weapons before you should know how this goes. Arms out."

Please. The physical contact was giving him a complex.