[Thankfully? for Simon, Konoha wasn't looking at his face. She might be good with her hands, a bit spacey at times, certainly not claiming any particular intelligence, but... she isn't about to look away from a knife in her hand. She neatly finishes cutting the apple into pieces and flicks the core out, then starts munching on the remaining pieces.
And not just as a way to stall answering how she is. She is hungry. And with her mouth full of apple, it's easier to hide the worried expression, the confused frown.]
... I don't know.
[She really doesn't. Her forelegs curl up under her, her tail swishes beneath the fabric worn as a skirt on her rump, but even falling silent a moment... she still doesn't know.]
Sometimes it feels like it has to be a nightmare... and now there's a storm and it could kill everyone, and instead of hunkering down to weather it we're supposed to go out in it?
[She shakes her head, chewing.]
... You shouldn't go out.
[If he was... a "robot". She'd already helped 9S back to the camp, she'd seen what it had done to Connor, and now Simon... ? They should stay in... batten down the hatches...]
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And not just as a way to stall answering how she is. She is hungry. And with her mouth full of apple, it's easier to hide the worried expression, the confused frown.]
... I don't know.
[She really doesn't. Her forelegs curl up under her, her tail swishes beneath the fabric worn as a skirt on her rump, but even falling silent a moment... she still doesn't know.]
Sometimes it feels like it has to be a nightmare... and now there's a storm and it could kill everyone, and instead of hunkering down to weather it we're supposed to go out in it?
[She shakes her head, chewing.]
... You shouldn't go out.
[If he was... a "robot". She'd already helped 9S back to the camp, she'd seen what it had done to Connor, and now Simon... ? They should stay in... batten down the hatches...]