[ okay, so— two new androids appearing in your temporary house is not entirely expected, but what was he to say when they'd just spent the last two weeks fighting demonic entities stuck in the walls? falco awaits rather patiently as (mister) connor goes to check on the bathroom and, lo and behold, there's a girl in there. when all is settled and more information is exchanged, eventually, a boy no older than twelve approaches from the kitchen with a glass of orange juice.
she might be an android, but so was connor, and he enjoyed tasting things so— he wasn't sure, he just wanted to offer some sort of resting comfort to a new arrival, the same way he received when he arrived. ]
. . . Hi. [ and, the cup, which is extended. ] This is for you, if you want.
arrival with a touch of wildcard!
she might be an android, but so was connor, and he enjoyed tasting things so— he wasn't sure, he just wanted to offer some sort of resting comfort to a new arrival, the same way he received when he arrived. ]
. . . Hi. [ and, the cup, which is extended. ] This is for you, if you want.