[They stop in place, taking a moment to put their head in their hands and compose themselves. It's not so different from the sort of teasing they might get from Rodya, but from a stranger? What are they supposed to do with this?
Glad, for once, for the perpetual blank slate of emotion that is the face of their clock, they drop their hands back to their sides and catch back up.]
< Sorry about that. Big standard to live up to there. >
[That's the worst explanation they've given in awhile, but they're going with it. What other options do they have?]
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< I... Th-Thanks? >
[They stop in place, taking a moment to put their head in their hands and compose themselves. It's not so different from the sort of teasing they might get from Rodya, but from a stranger? What are they supposed to do with this?
Glad, for once, for the perpetual blank slate of emotion that is the face of their clock, they drop their hands back to their sides and catch back up.]
< Sorry about that. Big standard to live up to there. >
[That's the worst explanation they've given in awhile, but they're going with it. What other options do they have?]