[ The man at her side has his brow crinkled in faint, perplexed concern. He turns back to them with two caramel apples in hand, and offers one to Alecto, stick tilted towards her so she doesn't take it by the sticky part. He does this with the unspoken ease of a man who knows, from experience, that she will try to take it by the sticky part. ]
She's very perceptive. [ For his part, he thinks he's looking at a fascinating construct. Anna's cousin? Who knew Trench was so heavy on androids with bits and pieces of soul jammed in. ] Could've fooled me, really.
[ She couldn't have, but it seems polite to say. ]
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She's very perceptive. [ For his part, he thinks he's looking at a fascinating construct. Anna's cousin? Who knew Trench was so heavy on androids with bits and pieces of soul jammed in. ] Could've fooled me, really.
[ She couldn't have, but it seems polite to say. ]