[The earnestness in her tone here confuses him. Is she serious? He heard a few things already, but not much to be honest. He shoots her a scrutinizing look, glances around slowly to take in the positions of any robots nearby, then steps forward to close the distance and press his mouth to hers, one hand casually gripping her shoulder.
It'll be easy enough for her to pull away or bat him away—or punch him, if so inclined. It's not like it'll hurt.
Time to see whether the robots are paying attention, how they react—and how she reacts. Is she just really blase about everything, or will this fluster her? If nothing else, it'll tell him whether the robots are fucking voyeurs or whatever.
He'll wait till after seeing her reaction to say a single word.]
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It'll be easy enough for her to pull away or bat him away—or punch him, if so inclined. It's not like it'll hurt.
Time to see whether the robots are paying attention, how they react—and how she reacts. Is she just really blase about everything, or will this fluster her? If nothing else, it'll tell him whether the robots are fucking voyeurs or whatever.
He'll wait till after seeing her reaction to say a single word.]