She shrugs, a one shoulder twitch and then a sort of nod. Yes. She does this a lot.

“Trying to repair a couple things in my room. And build a cat tower or something to keep my car entertained.” And probably something for the anklyosaurs she owns. She listens to his request, turning her head for a moment to figure out where she is and then points off to the east. “Might have seen some broken vehicles of some kind that way. That sounds like your best bet.”


There’s something she’s missing. Something she needs to do because it’s what normal people do. What was it? Oh! Right.

“I’m Charlie.”