[He's listening. He watches her face while she talks - her lips, mostly. She talks like the living do, and it's fascinating, like she bridges the gap between him and them and shows him what might be possible. He had never wanted to give up his fragile grip on what was left of something that might have been called life. M thought that was weird, too.
The effects brains have on her are ones he.. isn't sure he'd like. He takes his time with the brains he gets intact, savours them, saves the best bits until last, but they never stick around quite like that.
R smiles. 'Random brains'? How could he not smile? It is a little funny. The noise he makes catches in his throat, but it might have been a chuckle.]
That's.. awkward.
[So are you, R, but look at you, making conversation!]
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The effects brains have on her are ones he.. isn't sure he'd like. He takes his time with the brains he gets intact, savours them, saves the best bits until last, but they never stick around quite like that.
R smiles. 'Random brains'? How could he not smile? It is a little funny. The noise he makes catches in his throat, but it might have been a chuckle.]
That's.. awkward.
[So are you, R, but look at you, making conversation!]