"Sorry," she said contritely, and she was. It was so hard to read expressions on human faces when they all had such teeny-tiny mouths that barely moved! (At least, in comparison to hers)
Anwei has all the subtlety of a brick when she gets excited about something.
"Oh, don't worry about that," she said, carefully brushing her fingertips against the side of the box; a hint of blue lettering flashed on its surface on her touch. "This is a civilian box, not military, and almost certainly not a full AI. It isn't authorized to blow you up."
A beat, and then she clapped both her hands over her mouth. "Oof! Oh, I mean, it isn't going to blow you up, nobody is going to blow anyone up! And you aren't dirty!"
The box burbled a few random syllables, in which the only understandable phrase was 'talking-meat.'
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Anwei has all the subtlety of a brick when she gets excited about something.
"Oh, don't worry about that," she said, carefully brushing her fingertips against the side of the box; a hint of blue lettering flashed on its surface on her touch. "This is a civilian box, not military, and almost certainly not a full AI. It isn't authorized to blow you up."
A beat, and then she clapped both her hands over her mouth. "Oof! Oh, I mean, it isn't going to blow you up, nobody is going to blow anyone up! And you aren't dirty!"
The box burbled a few random syllables, in which the only understandable phrase was 'talking-meat.'