[She'll easily lead him to a seat in the dining room, setting down her glass at a table before going back to get her bowl, her spoon in her mouth. She's about halfway back to the table when the spoon just
drops to the floor.
Did she even open her mouth at all? Not that Alphi could see. And yet, the spoon clangs to the floor as she keeps walking, starting a bit at the sound of metal against the floor and turning back to look at it.
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drops to the floor.
Did she even open her mouth at all? Not that Alphi could see. And yet, the spoon clangs to the floor as she keeps walking, starting a bit at the sound of metal against the floor and turning back to look at it.
...
Huh.]
Oh. Oops.
[She sounds chill about it at least.]