âheâs fine, he doesnât bite. much. just donât take that squeaky wrench toy, itâs his favourite and he will not take kindly to that.â leon says absently, referring to the dog. because of course he has a spot in their lab for his dog. how could he not? wolf goes everywhere with him, thereâs no way he wouldnât have a dedicated corner where leon spends most of his time. the eldest stark pushes his goggles up onto his forehead, shifting his attention away from his tinkering. âalright, letâs take a look.â nodding at the device in their hand, leon reaches out for it. âwhat did you do to it anyway? drop it? pull it apart? i mean i can fix it no problem, but iâd recommend not getting too hulk-y with your stuff next time.â












