[ pie braveheart ema... i die. klavier seems just as intent to ignore their robot referee as ema does, clearing off enough of the pie with his fingers to meet ema's unhappy glare with his own. he outwardly scoffs at the scientific method mention, smirking and shaking his head towards the ground, but then she continues.

by the end of it, unfortunately, he's still glaring. the robot spins on its swivel, almost looking worriedly between them, its little robot arms still held up in defense. klavier shoots an arm out in gesture towards the crowd of people and robots concentrated behind him, enjoying the festival or otherwise watching them bicker. ]

Hah! As if it hadn't already been tarnished enough by what you'd done to me? I couldn't have possibly made it any worse!

[ actually, yes. he definitely could have walked away, or washed off in the ocean or something? but it's ema's fault, clearly. he's not subtle at all.

he lets his arm drop to his side and still frowns deeply, but at least his voice is lowering. ]

As for my 'chumminess'... I can't decide that your one-sided vendetta against me has gone on long enough? Or I can't have any sympathy for you, considering where we are? I thought you would appreciate having someone on your side while you're here, even if that person is your boss.

[ he wipes another bit of pie from his face and flings it onto the sand, turning away from ema. ]

Clearly that was a mistake.