Now she turns toward Babbage. "You brought him here at gunpoint?!"
"Y' said ta get 'im 'ere, y' didn't say how!" Babbage protests, squirming under the old woman's glare.
"Ye could have tried asking him! I've told you a thousand and twenty-four times, politeness first, then firearms." She turns back to YT. "You'll have to excuse him. Mister Babbage is a bit too fond of his little toys. I think he might be compensatin', if ye know what I mean."
"Oi!" yelps Babbage, his grayish face turning red.
Capacitor clears his throat loudly. "Ah, I believe introductions are in order. Mum, this is Miss YT. YT, this is my mother, Ms. Lucinda Capacitor."
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"Y' said ta get 'im 'ere, y' didn't say how!" Babbage protests, squirming under the old woman's glare.
"Ye could have tried asking him! I've told you a thousand and twenty-four times, politeness first, then firearms." She turns back to YT. "You'll have to excuse him. Mister Babbage is a bit too fond of his little toys. I think he might be compensatin', if ye know what I mean."
"Oi!" yelps Babbage, his grayish face turning red.
Capacitor clears his throat loudly. "Ah, I believe introductions are in order. Mum, this is Miss YT. YT, this is my mother, Ms. Lucinda Capacitor."