[Anything more than staring at the food may as well be enthusiasm in Trish's eyes.
If she could see, that is. She's still blinking the spots out of her eyes when she turns to Cal, her mouth agape before she closes it, realizing how silly she probably looks. This is something out of a sci-fi flick, which aren't really her thing but she's seen enough to be familiar with the concept of robots!
She's glad her first thought is that and not Stands, actually. She can live without more of those.]
I think I've lost my appetite anyway...
[She picks up her fork regardless, pulling her plate back to herself, only to drop her fork again.]
Trish.
[Spice Girl is staring at the tiny robot with intense fascination. Of course, Stands would recognize one another, but Spice Girl is curled over and watching the robot placidly.]
This creature moves on its own and speaks, but it's not like me...it's very tiny. What is it?
[Trish glowers at Spice Girl, but doesn't answer her Stand. She knows better than to do that in front of people. Cal likely can't see her anyway. But a conversation is a good way to explain without looking crazy, so.]
Listen, I know we're from different worlds, but it's a lot to digest. I'm sorry if I made it - him, feel bad. He just...surprised me.
[She forgives you, tiny robot...knowing that, though, she wonders:]
stand cameo lol
If she could see, that is. She's still blinking the spots out of her eyes when she turns to Cal, her mouth agape before she closes it, realizing how silly she probably looks. This is something out of a sci-fi flick, which aren't really her thing but she's seen enough to be familiar with the concept of robots!
She's glad her first thought is that and not Stands, actually. She can live without more of those.]
I think I've lost my appetite anyway...
[She picks up her fork regardless, pulling her plate back to herself, only to drop her fork again.]
Trish.
[Spice Girl is staring at the tiny robot with intense fascination. Of course, Stands would recognize one another, but Spice Girl is curled over and watching the robot placidly.]
This creature moves on its own and speaks, but it's not like me...it's very tiny. What is it?
[Trish glowers at Spice Girl, but doesn't answer her Stand. She knows better than to do that in front of people. Cal likely can't see her anyway. But a conversation is a good way to explain without looking crazy, so.]
Listen, I know we're from different worlds, but it's a lot to digest. I'm sorry if I made it - him, feel bad. He just...surprised me.
[She forgives you, tiny robot...knowing that, though, she wonders:]
Did you make him?