[ Whoever's room this belongs to, A4 doesn't have a clue. Nonetheless, she reaches over to give a few polite knocks and pulls back to have both hands holding the bowl of chicken soup that she has with herโ a little something that she prepared in the kitchen. It's the only kind of food that she knows how to make so far.
She's more the sort of android to spend time in front of a mirror. But she can only do that for so long. Fighting, too. There hasn't been any need for that. Honestly, she's a bit worn out from the previous mission.
While she doesn't need any food for sustenance, she knows most Circle members are human. They could use the strength.
Her voice is audible on the other side of the door: ]
[Any ally who can cook is certainly a valuable asset. Yes... that's just one of the many strengths Horล admires in others, a skill that shows tenacity...talent...caring...an understanding for what tastes good.
Alas, she doesn't know about the chicken soup yet. It's still on the other side of the closed door. After No. 4 knocks, she waits a few seconds, as if expecting her to just let herself in. They are close comrades here, after all.
When she realizes that the other person won't let herself in, Horล hurries to open the door, opening it all the way until it meets the wall on the opposite side.]
Please, there is no need to be shy. You may come in whenever you like.
[ She thought to offer a little bit of respect with some polite knocking. Much unlike the way she treats some of her fellow androids, casually bursting into their rooms and getting up in their personal space.
When the door opens, she doesn't fully recognize the woman. Although, perhaps they've passed each other a few times. This is another human, right? Nonetheless, she greets Horล with a bright, friendly smile. ]
Oh, thank you! I just didn't want to be rude...
[ Then she holds the bowl of soup out, without much explanation. ]
Oh, okay! I'll keep that in mind for next time, then.
[ At least, she'll keep that in mind for this room specifically. Food is pretty important! As for cooking for all of the Circle? She lets out an awkward laugh, shaking her head. ]
Not exactly. This is only my second time preparing soup. I just... thought it'd cheer people up around here, you know? And besides, humans gotta eat to regain their strength!
[ Luckily, the soup does look appetizing for someone's second attempt. She had a good teacher. ]
Yes... the wide variety of cuisines they've created is one of humanity's greatest accomplishments. I wonder, if more people here shared their foods, would it bring us closer together?
[It's an earnest thought, even with the opportunity for selfish gain nested into it. Horล would be able to try plenty of new cuisines, which would certainly be exciting...but it might also mend some of the sadness and hurt that festers in the wake of their failures.]
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She's more the sort of android to spend time in front of a mirror. But she can only do that for so long. Fighting, too. There hasn't been any need for that. Honestly, she's a bit worn out from the previous mission.
While she doesn't need any food for sustenance, she knows most Circle members are human. They could use the strength.
Her voice is audible on the other side of the door: ]
Hello?
no subject
Alas, she doesn't know about the chicken soup yet. It's still on the other side of the closed door. After No. 4 knocks, she waits a few seconds, as if expecting her to just let herself in. They are close comrades here, after all.
When she realizes that the other person won't let herself in, Horล hurries to open the door, opening it all the way until it meets the wall on the opposite side.]
Please, there is no need to be shy. You may come in whenever you like.
no subject
When the door opens, she doesn't fully recognize the woman. Although, perhaps they've passed each other a few times. This is another human, right? Nonetheless, she greets Horล with a bright, friendly smile. ]
Oh, thank you! I just didn't want to be rude...
[ Then she holds the bowl of soup out, without much explanation. ]
Here.
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[That certainly won't teach No. 4 any bad manners.
She looks down at the bowl of soup, which still looks warm, almost as if it were just cooked and came fresh from the kitchen...so amazing.]
Oh? This is for me? Then, are you someone who cooks for all of us here?
sorry for the slow aahhhhh
[ At least, she'll keep that in mind for this room specifically. Food is pretty important! As for cooking for all of the Circle? She lets out an awkward laugh, shaking her head. ]
Not exactly. This is only my second time preparing soup. I just... thought it'd cheer people up around here, you know? And besides, humans gotta eat to regain their strength!
[ Luckily, the soup does look appetizing for someone's second attempt. She had a good teacher. ]
no you're good!
[It's an earnest thought, even with the opportunity for selfish gain nested into it. Horล would be able to try plenty of new cuisines, which would certainly be exciting...but it might also mend some of the sadness and hurt that festers in the wake of their failures.]
You have made some for yourself too, I hope?