[ she blinks a bit, unsure how to take his words either. they're spoken so matter-of-factly that the lack of any intonation throws her a little. but she isn't too terribly inclined to think badly of others, so she grants him the benefit of the doubt and responds, instead, with a weak little laugh.
she shrinks back a little when he rises to his full height, thrown once more. it's... still rather weird to be speaking to what looks to her like a machine, but clearly isn't only that. ]
Um. It's nice to meet you, Melan. I'm Olivia... [ a pause. ] A dancer?
[ "living weapon" though.... that doesn't sound very friendly. ]
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she shrinks back a little when he rises to his full height, thrown once more. it's... still rather weird to be speaking to what looks to her like a machine, but clearly isn't only that. ]
Um. It's nice to meet you, Melan. I'm Olivia... [ a pause. ] A dancer?
[ "living weapon" though.... that doesn't sound very friendly. ]