— Oh. [ Is it that she's not used to hearing compliments, or something else? While her face is luckily free of any sudden pink, her expression does soften. Something about the sentimentality of a stranger complimenting a name given to you by the man you idolize. ] Thank you.
[ But that's a story for another time, and she eventually looks away again, studying the factory.
She quickly catches up to him however, and from there — it'd almost be like a stroll in the park, except they're in a desert and there's sandworms rampaging in the background. ] ... I admit, I have not. Are you unfamiliar with it as well?
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[ But that's a story for another time, and she eventually looks away again, studying the factory.
She quickly catches up to him however, and from there — it'd almost be like a stroll in the park, except they're in a desert and there's sandworms rampaging in the background. ] ... I admit, I have not. Are you unfamiliar with it as well?