( Angela forgets her bird for a moment and stares at the... hologram, she supposes she'd categorize it, leaning in to watch the short. Next, her gaze falls to his hand, her expression teetering on the edge of something unreadable.
...She leans away, setting marker to paper again. )
I see. You did well—I'm sure they have something similar back in my city, but I've never seen anything like it.
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...She leans away, setting marker to paper again. )
I see. You did well—I'm sure they have something similar back in my city, but I've never seen anything like it.