[ She sees him working, and Prince said to focus, it would help her move on past the hurt, so she takes note of it -- for later. Anything robotic takes her eye easily, something from home she misses. In that moment, she needs to do a great deal to get even remotely up to par for what expects of herself ( what other sirens are ), and promises herself not to get distracted.
But later on, when she's exhausted herself and out of anything else to do, she backtracks to see if he's still working, curious as to what it might be. Takes with her an assortment of broken parts from her since exploded datapad. Bundled up in her hands carefully and carefully she approaches him. Skittish, mostly because she always is now. But she won't get better at handling other people unless she forces herself. ]
Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I saw you were working and I thought... you might be able to use these.
[ She offers them up then, the small bits and pieces she hadn't used herself. Might be useful, might not be, but she'd never known the robotics obsessed to not hoard parts. Granted they were all usually crazy but when did that ever mean anything really? ]
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But later on, when she's exhausted herself and out of anything else to do, she backtracks to see if he's still working, curious as to what it might be. Takes with her an assortment of broken parts from her since exploded datapad. Bundled up in her hands carefully and carefully she approaches him. Skittish, mostly because she always is now. But she won't get better at handling other people unless she forces herself. ]
Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I saw you were working and I thought... you might be able to use these.
[ She offers them up then, the small bits and pieces she hadn't used herself. Might be useful, might not be, but she'd never known the robotics obsessed to not hoard parts. Granted they were all usually crazy but when did that ever mean anything really? ]