"Another robot?" Izutsumi pulls a face, annoyed. She's only very recently been introduced to the concept of robots -- as in, maybe two hours ago, when she had to get rescued from those gross sex people bots -- and she still doesn't really understand what they are. They're made of metal? And they move because of something called electricity?
Whatever. As long as they can be killed, she doesn't really care.
She sticks her hand into the robot dog's mouth, moving its jaw. Haha, weird. She wishes Marcille were here so she could gross her out by moving the dead dog around. Or that Laois was here to complain about how he can't eat it.
"I have to figure out how to kill them," she decides. "In case any more come after me. But I couldn't bite through it because the metal's so tough. Your sword worked pretty well though."
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Whatever. As long as they can be killed, she doesn't really care.
She sticks her hand into the robot dog's mouth, moving its jaw. Haha, weird. She wishes Marcille were here so she could gross her out by moving the dead dog around. Or that Laois was here to complain about how he can't eat it.
"I have to figure out how to kill them," she decides. "In case any more come after me. But I couldn't bite through it because the metal's so tough. Your sword worked pretty well though."