[D0 Evening] The caress of a careful construct

[HK-51]

"Hmm, guess I should be grateful for that, at least." Synthskin flaps are folded back over wrist mechanisms, the other hand pointing at Betsy on the way to picking up a tube of sealant. "Can I have a look at her sometime? That's work I'd like to recognize if I see any of their other projects."

HK nodded, and slid Betsy over. "Affirmative: Yes, though please be careful. She means a great deal to me. She is also my main method of livelihood."

[Isond Vaal]

A nod didn't seem like quite enough for the level of importance imbued in the patchwork rifle. "Understood."

They leave Betsy on the worktable, synthskin slipping over metal to examine, though there wasn't a lot of actual feeling in those fingertips. Small exclamations bubbled up as a mark or metal was recognized, though not all of it was. "Oh, clever repurposing, those cans are so old they couldn't possibly still function. May as well get some use out of their parts."

"Do you plan to add to her, some day?"

[HK-51]

A nod didn't seem like quite enough for the level of importance imbued in the patchwork rifle. "Understood."

They leave Betsy on the worktable, synthskin slipping over metal to examine, though there wasn't a lot of actual feeling in those fingertips. Small exclamations bubbled up as a mark or metal was recognized, though not all of it was. "Oh, clever repurposing, those cans are so old they couldn't possibly still function. May as well get some use out of their parts."

"Do you plan to add to her, some day?"

HK's optical lights flicked on and off, silently observing the movements. Though he was still, noises still emanated from the chassis, whirrs and clicks and clacks. "Confirmation: Agreement, it is quite ingenious technology. Beauty in ingenuity."