“You want me to what?” Junior asked, not quite thinking he’d misheard
“Throw me,” Joe repeated, pointing up and over his shoulder. Out the window, Junior could see – and thankfully couldn’t hear – Francoise and Pyunma yelling up at where GB and Jet looked to be playing keep-away with a volleyball. Knowing them, they were just out of reach.
The logic behind Joe’s request was suddenly very clear.
Junior considered. Even with their enhanced durability, Junior’s strength could still easily hurt his fellow cyborgs. Joe knew that, and still asked.
“Alright.”The squawking noise Jet made when Joe slammed into him was incredibly satisfying