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Chitter is standing on the edge of one of the lab benches, looking anxiously around. Beside him, a comparitively tiny little blue fire lizard is also fidgeting. They occassionally pause in their restless jigging to chatter at each other inquisitively, their small vocalizations strangely loud in the empty lab. The only equipment that is on is a set of access consoles that look as if they were hastily abandoned in mid-project. Lines of code fill the screen, and at the end, a set of coordinates. Chitter buzzes around the lab once, before returning to pace restlessly across the workbench beside Baby Ratchet.