Message Sasha

Aaron's first thought was of Sasha. If the multitool couldn't lift their relationship out of its current crater, nothing would.

He didn't want to give too much away (it's not as if she'd believe him if he told her the truth), so he tapped out a quick message promising to show her something cool if she came over and hit send.

Feeling too nervous to concentrate of anything else, Aaron spent the next twenty minutes experimentally removing body parts, turning them into wearable skins and swapping bits of himself around. He almost dropped the tool when his phone buzzed.

"Comfy @ home. U come here."

It wasn't a terrible idea. Sasha had a nice place and it would be just the two of them.

On the other hand, Aaron wasn't too keen on traveling with the multitool. The odds of anything happening in transit were astronomically low, but he just had a bad feeling. Maybe he should insist that Sasha come over...