[s1e11] Fabrication -

He slid the band into place. The gel in the sphere rippled. At first, there was nothing but the familiar scent of ozone and the sterile chill of the room. Then, the fabrication began.

"Arthur, the power draw is spiking," Hera warned. "You’re pushing the resolution beyond the hardware's limits." [S1E11] Fabrication

He didn't listen. He wasn't just making a key anymore. In his mind, he was building something else—a memory. He saw the intricate gears of his father’s old pocket watch, the one he had lost years ago. He felt every scratch on the brass, every tick of the escapement. He slid the band into place