[ Rex carefully shifts his fingers about as she bounces around, making sure she doesn't end up getting a faceful of hot coffee, but once she stops there's the 'plop' of it settling back into the mug. He might have to invest in a lid for her, if they're going to do this regularly.
He kind of surprises himself with how badly he wants it to be a regular thing. ]
This seems a wildly inefficient manner to prepare food in. [ She likes robots, guess what, Rex has a robot soul. ] But maybe we could work out a 3D printing meth-
[ Rex stops mid-sentence with his mug halfway to his mouth to stare at the cheese.
Rex loves dairy. He audibly swallows. ]
...od.
[ Science. Friendship. Cheese. He seriously never wants to leave. He has to think of a sinister plan to mean he can stay here forever. Maybe trick her into marrying him. ]
I'm not sure we're qualified to tell the difference, honestly.
He kind of surprises himself with how badly he wants it to be a regular thing. ]
This seems a wildly inefficient manner to prepare food in. [ She likes robots, guess what, Rex has a robot soul. ] But maybe we could work out a 3D printing meth-
[ Rex stops mid-sentence with his mug halfway to his mouth to stare at the cheese.
Rex loves dairy. He audibly swallows. ]
...od.
[ Science. Friendship. Cheese. He seriously never wants to leave. He has to think of a sinister plan to mean he can stay here forever. Maybe trick her into marrying him. ]