Mitch only rolled his eyes at Harlee's proclamation. "You are always bored. " Then he muttered something under his breath that Lucas didn't catch. "The last time you got outside, it took two days to find you. So no, they're not going to let you out again any time soon." There seemed to be an awful lot of restrictions on things for Harlee. Maybe that was something that Lucas should spend a little bit of time investigating. Carefully, of course. If there -was- something fishy going on, he didn't want to find himself on the wrong end of it.
Lucas looked back at Harlee amused. "There are. But there are also little ones that can be indoors. Maybe I'll see if I can find you one."
"How'd you get Mitch to agree to that?" Lucas was teasing her a little bit. "It might be worse a shot, though.." As if on cue, a figure appeared in the doorway with an exasperated look on his face. "Harlee, you have to stop doing this."
"Ah, right.." Lucas agreed though he wasn't exactly sure if he'd been told that already. "Well, maybe they'd let you go with me after hours sometime. I can check into it for you." When Harlee asked what he'd been doing, he gestured to the stack on his desk. "Paperwork. I know it has to get done, but it's just so boring.."
Lucas let out a low whistle. It was obvious she'd spent a lot of time on the outfit and he saw no reason not to encourage her. "Sticking to the walls, huh? Might have better luck with a lasso or something so you could hook onto stuff and swing. If we had a rock wall, maybe you could try climbing that. Maybe in the gym..."
It had been a lucky break that landed Lucas at the HUNTRS HQ. They paid for his med school, and he agreed to work for them a number of years to pay it off. He had to sign a pretty impressive non-disclosure agreement too, but that came with the territory. Most of the work he did was pretty standard, keeping up on immunizations, physicals, patching up injuries when team members were hurt in battle. Right now, he was doing the most boring part of his job, catching up on paperwork. The office door was open in case someone wanted to come in and distract him. Please come in and distract him.
At this point, he had a few more notes to dictate. So, at least he was getting closer to freedom.