[Though the city itself seems to be at peace, Ann trusts that they're here for good reason— it just has yet to reveal itself. Even if that weren't the case, she thinks Struxta would leave her on edge. It hits a little close to home as she recalls months-old palace venture, and what they weren't able to accomplish while there. The idea of everything being mechanical is unsettling, but everyone here seems to be... happy? Is it possible for them to be happy?

There's a lot to consider as they explore the city and dig for information, but before she goes anywhere, she definitely needs to eat something. Their arrival here had been sudden, after all— it's not like she'd had time to prepare. She's dubious with regards to what this place might consider to be 'food,' but even steeling herself for disappointment isn't enough when a plate of something gray and suspiciously homogeneous-looking is set down in front of her.]

Oh...

[Maybe she's not so hungry after all?]

... this is going to be a long trip, isn't it?

[ROBOTS WHY :c]

[Learning about the city as a whole means getting to know it's culture, and in finding her way to the supercenter, Ann finds a facet of Struxta's culture that's quite easy for her to connect with. She's amazed by the variety of things offered in this place: there's so much more than what she's used to seeing back in Shibuya, but given that androids have very different needs than humans, she guesses that makes sense. Naturally, she's first drawn to see what Struxta's idea of fashion is, and some of it isn't all that different from things she's seen other models wear for shoots. Clothes, jewelry, electronics— much of what these stores have to offer are so much like what she might find at home, and for a short while, it's almost like being back, except for the robotic attendants buzzing around offering their assistance.

Perusing the supercenter feels like the first really normal thing she's done since bring brought into the Circle, in fact, but that feeling quickly leaves her when she slows to a stop outside an establishment that appears to be selling—]

Organs?

[She pales slightly. Well, that's a little grim. Are those arms for sale, too?]

[Whatever else you like! Toss Ann a starter or reach me via PM or at necrofancy if you'd like to work something out together.]