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Haha, I can't say I don't see your point. Now that you mention it, puppets are kind of creepy when I think hard about it. I'm not a big fan. Maybe it's something similar to what you're talking about that makes them feel weird.
Most kids I've met have the kind that their parents sew themselves. Those are pretty cute.
[ He smiles a bit fondly at the thought, before he leans over and picks up one of the slips with a question on it, mechanical prosthetic fingers gripping the paper just as easily as his flesh and bone hand would. ]
"What's your favorite thing to do when you're all alone?" If you're ready to try another question, anyway.
I have seen dolls like that. Much more personable in my opinion. [Handmade with love from the items within the home, a treasury of memory. Not something most had in Noxus, but not unheard of. Cute and precious.
She notes his prosthetic arm, but it's not something that is uncommon to her. He is far from the first person, and she doubts he'll be the last, to have a prosthesis. It's so mundane to her, considering how common they were among Piltover's elite, that she doesn't bother to comment on it.
The question is an interesting one. Just bordering on intimate, or perhaps would be so if she felt ashamed of her interests. If she kept them as close to her chest as she once did, as a child.]
One would think you would such a question for after your date has warmed to you. [She settles back again in her seat, at ease and giving him her full attention.] But it's a rather simple answer. Painting. I'd call myself quite adept for a hobbyist. And you?
[ She has a point, and he's breathing in a breath to apologize, hands already splaying out in front of himself -- but then she's answering the question anyway. His mouth shuts with a small clack, his eyes widening a little. ]
Painting huh... Sounds like it'd be a good way to relax.
[ He laughs, an awkward chuckle as he lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck. It's a nervous habit, a terribly obvious tell when he's a little uncomfortable but he rolls his shoulders in a shrug. ]
Stargazing, when I get the chance. Where I'm from it's pretty oppressively hot during the day, but I've always enjoyed space, and the stars feel like home when the air is cooler.
[ There's a pause and then -- ]
I used to play the piano, but it's been a long time.
[He's awkward and unsure. She forgets sometimes that her sarcasm is not always apparent, when engaging with the same circles for so many years, and he does seem to have taken her seriously. Thankfully, he still played along and she didn't unsettle him into silence.]
Painting can be quite relaxing indeed, but I could say the same of stargazing.
[She smiles, trying to give him some assurance they are still taking these easy.]
Now, I believe it is my turn...
[She plucks another question up, turning it over. Oh. This one is a lot less amusing than the last two. What do you wish you had learned five years before you did?
To the point she sets it down and decides to get another one. The next question is also... Well. Perhaps it isn't as bad? She sighs.]
May as well go on. "If it was possible to transplant your brain to stay alive for another 100 years, would you?"
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Most kids I've met have the kind that their parents sew themselves. Those are pretty cute.
[ He smiles a bit fondly at the thought, before he leans over and picks up one of the slips with a question on it, mechanical prosthetic fingers gripping the paper just as easily as his flesh and bone hand would. ]
"What's your favorite thing to do when you're all alone?" If you're ready to try another question, anyway.
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She notes his prosthetic arm, but it's not something that is uncommon to her. He is far from the first person, and she doubts he'll be the last, to have a prosthesis. It's so mundane to her, considering how common they were among Piltover's elite, that she doesn't bother to comment on it.
The question is an interesting one. Just bordering on intimate, or perhaps would be so if she felt ashamed of her interests. If she kept them as close to her chest as she once did, as a child.]
One would think you would such a question for after your date has warmed to you. [She settles back again in her seat, at ease and giving him her full attention.] But it's a rather simple answer. Painting. I'd call myself quite adept for a hobbyist. And you?
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Painting huh... Sounds like it'd be a good way to relax.
[ He laughs, an awkward chuckle as he lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck. It's a nervous habit, a terribly obvious tell when he's a little uncomfortable but he rolls his shoulders in a shrug. ]
Stargazing, when I get the chance. Where I'm from it's pretty oppressively hot during the day, but I've always enjoyed space, and the stars feel like home when the air is cooler.
[ There's a pause and then -- ]
I used to play the piano, but it's been a long time.
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Painting can be quite relaxing indeed, but I could say the same of stargazing.
[She smiles, trying to give him some assurance they are still taking these easy.]
Now, I believe it is my turn...
[She plucks another question up, turning it over. Oh. This one is a lot less amusing than the last two. What do you wish you had learned five years before you did?
To the point she sets it down and decides to get another one. The next question is also... Well. Perhaps it isn't as bad? She sighs.]
May as well go on. "If it was possible to transplant your brain to stay alive for another 100 years, would you?"