[ the patron of the craft, cassian's goddess sister, was much more put together than this semi-feral but semi-good at hiding it seventeen year old demigod. but she's fairly certain he's going to figure that out soon enough, given how well he knew her and how fidgety she is now. she hopes she's not too much like that version of annabeth... but maybe not so far away that cassian won't like her at all. it almost feels silly, to be upset that she might lose someone who was in reality never part of her actual life. ]
[ she supposes she is very used to losing people though. ]
Droid. [ she corrects herself, without much issue. ]
[ she is, despite herself, immediately charmed, and not just because the droid complimented her work. something in her lightens up, and she finds herself even more distracted from her (very nice, droid approved) domain. she squats over to get eye level with the droid, with a tiny grin on her face. ]
Thank you, Bee.
[ it is definitely easier to have a conversation with a not!robot right now than her not!brother. ]
I'm still working on it, but I'm glad it stands out to you.
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[ she supposes she is very used to losing people though. ]
Droid. [ she corrects herself, without much issue. ]
[ she is, despite herself, immediately charmed, and not just because the droid complimented her work. something in her lightens up, and she finds herself even more distracted from her (very nice, droid approved) domain. she squats over to get eye level with the droid, with a tiny grin on her face. ]
Thank you, Bee.
[ it is definitely easier to have a conversation with a not!robot right now than her not!brother. ]
I'm still working on it, but I'm glad it stands out to you.