[ his room is, for the most part, very neat and organized with minimal personalization, which may be expected given how little time he usually spends in here. his clothes are all put away, his shoes are lined up next to the door, and his bed is nicely made.
the exceptions are the matching hoodies with the same pine design in five different colors thrown around in seemingly random places, and a small robot (the one on the left with the orange tie) sitting against the wall by one of the desks, though it seems to be powered down and unplugged. ]
Um, you can sit down wherever you like, if you want.
[Well. This is curious. The hoodies catch her attention of course (one for each brother?), as does the robot. She wanders to the latter, picking him up curiously. She'll take a seat in a moment.]
Oh... that's just Salmon. One of the support AIs that used to help us with things before they resigned and decided to be comedians... or, well, a smaller version of it. I got it with that voucher a while back thinking maybe it could be useful, but it didn't really work out like I was hoping.
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Sorry...
[She enters his room and closes the door behind her one-handed.]
I... [She fumbles for the words.] I don't want to go back out there. But I don't quite want to be alone. Do you mind?
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[ his room is, for the most part, very neat and organized with minimal personalization, which may be expected given how little time he usually spends in here. his clothes are all put away, his shoes are lined up next to the door, and his bed is nicely made.
the exceptions are the matching hoodies with the same pine design in five different colors thrown around in seemingly random places, and a small robot (the one on the left with the orange tie) sitting against the wall by one of the desks, though it seems to be powered down and unplugged. ]
Um, you can sit down wherever you like, if you want.
[ gestures between the bed and box seats. ]
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Who is this?
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...Anyway, don't worry about that.