[ He phrases it like his body is a suit he shrugged on for a day and there's no hiding the way her own expression twists. It's mild, her lips pressing into a line and her brows drawing together, but it's clear as day: she's not familiar with the way he's introduced the idea to her and half of her isn't sure she wants to be.
The other half is deeply curious, as always. More so now that she's made he acquaintance of aforementioned androids. ]
No comment. [ A beat. Then: ] What do you mean, it's your fourth body? How is that possible?
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The other half is deeply curious, as always. More so now that she's made he acquaintance of aforementioned androids. ]
No comment. [ A beat. Then: ] What do you mean, it's your fourth body? How is that possible?