[center][h2][b][u][color=0054a6]The PRT Building[/color][/u][/b][/h2][/center][center][@Eklispe][/center]

Ruben sat there in a bit of shock as he was told that he could come and involve himself in an interrogation. Well... more or less he'd be there for it. Ecstatically, Ruben responded to Jackson as he stood, his metal leg creaking as he got up. [color=8882be]"I'm down. Maybe this'll answer some questions too, like specifics and stuff."[/color] The teenager walked over to his table-o'-stuff and grabbed his hoodie off it, putting it on for no reason in particular. [color=8882be]"Ready when you are."[/color]