(Still damp, but the water runs off his scales pretty quickly.)
(His back has a lot of ridged scales and is rather rough, but not like pointy or anything, just kinda bumpy. Seems to appreciate being pet and sighs quietly.)
(Kris.) Ah... She'll be okay back at home, right?
(Arturia.) ...Hm? Oh, uh, I'm a robot.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Kris visibly flinches when Arturias asks Theresa what she is, before he realizes it wasn't directed at him.-
Kris: Um, yeah... We're kind of used to caring for ourselves, but having the other with us is nice too.
And it's so easy when you're evil... This is the life for me, the Devil tips his hat to me...(Doesn't particularly notice the flinch.) Gotcha, same with us. Hope you can go back to see her soon.
(Arturia.) Yeah, basically. Do they not have robots where you live?
(Enjoys the petting and warmth. Feels watched even though his eyesight sux dix and peers over to see who it is.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019(Kris.) Yeah, that would be nice, as long as you guys had a safe place to hang out in case of danger. Not that I dislike this building myself, but it does have its share of roving psychos.
(Arturia.) ...Huh. We're not super common, even where I come from, or at least we aren't yet.
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(the babby! Nods to her, wondering how long it's been since he last saw her.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

Hey, I thought you liked me.