[Now that she's thinking about it, Angela is kind of grateful for the distraction. The knot in her chest is fading as she finds a new thing to focus on. The emotional pain gets buried under curiosity and sheer force of will. Save it for later. (Later will never come, she will never address these feelings.)]
[But! Androids. Now that's at least sort of familiar - Omnics could be considered androids, really. Some of them, anyway. Not the war models.]
There's a research station here? So there is scientific documentation of this phenomenon. That is...comforting, actually.
[She nods slowly. Yes, if she has been pulled into a different world she would like there to be some science behind it. She straightens up, tightens her grip on her staff. It's the posture she takes when she wants it to be clear that she's serious.]
If I am to accept that what you are saying is true, I would very much like to meet these androids and learn a bit more about what these Fissures are. Is it possible to take me to them?
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[But! Androids. Now that's at least sort of familiar - Omnics could be considered androids, really. Some of them, anyway. Not the war models.]
There's a research station here? So there is scientific documentation of this phenomenon. That is...comforting, actually.
[She nods slowly. Yes, if she has been pulled into a different world she would like there to be some science behind it. She straightens up, tightens her grip on her staff. It's the posture she takes when she wants it to be clear that she's serious.]
If I am to accept that what you are saying is true, I would very much like to meet these androids and learn a bit more about what these Fissures are. Is it possible to take me to them?