He rolled his eyes and gestured to the two bunks. "Minute thirty seven, actually. Alright, strip down and lie on your stomachs please. I will knock you out, and then apply the infant form of the armor's to your spine. You will wake up in about a day."<br/><br/>He turned to a rack on the front bulkhead of the transport, intertwined with the construct rack, dozens of double fist sized metallic orbs resting within it. He glanced over the orbs as if he could tell the difference between them, and snagged two of them, before turning back to the twins. A touch of power to their minds after they lay on the beds, and then he applied the two orbs to their backs, watching the orbs suddenly ripple and then flow, oozing down into their fur to start merging with their spines as the transport sped off, taking its time back to Barid. Once the orbs had started, he kept an eye on his kids, and let Tyra know he was not able to meet with her currently, promising to make it up when he did get some free time.