[The radio motif is... it's weird. But not in a bad way. Comforting, maybe? That it's so clear when someone else is present, when they leave. Maybe he should try to develop something like that.]
[When the door opens, he looks up. Hands are also in his pockets, the hooded sweatshirt a few sizes too big, even on his frame. But his human hand slips out, extending. Metal fingers stay buried, out of sight.]
You too. It's going to take some getting used to, meeting people like that.
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[When the door opens, he looks up. Hands are also in his pockets, the hooded sweatshirt a few sizes too big, even on his frame. But his human hand slips out, extending. Metal fingers stay buried, out of sight.]
You too. It's going to take some getting used to, meeting people like that.