Qubit gives the specs she gave him a quick once-over before nodding and pocketing them. They're all amply within his ability, so he'll put those together on his own time.

Now, Angela's armor. He watches with rapt attention as she assembles it - or as it assembles itself, should he say? The process is marvelously complex, microscopic pieces drawing together into a macroscopic system. He's a little surprised it comes off, though. Given how seamlessly it's been integrated into her, you'd think it would be a little more reluctant.

He circles the empty suit, finally getting a good look at all the details. His own power gives him an intuitive "feel" for how it functions, but it's a poor substitute for, say, the design docs, or hearing from the inventor.

"Well, the nanites have nothing to do with our powers," he points out, reaching up as if to fiddle with one of the wings, but then deciding at the last second not to touch it just yet. "The government nanites, anyway. More likely it's intrinsic, one way or another. Anyway, yes, if you would. The original is your own design, isn't it?"