Three of four mothkittens had decided they rather liked the bag she'd sewn at the faire, and Omega was just thankful they weren't heavy as she let them each have a turn at the water. She looked up at Tony as he came over, smiling now that he'd removed his helmet, brighter still at the suggestion.

"Could we?" She'd never thought about making a fountain before, but then most of her mechanical knowledge came from the necessity of having to help AZ-3 with maintenance. "I think they'd love that."