[ It doesn't cross her mind to think of him as just a machine or an ability because of the name. At this point, all Fio can think of is that he's a new friend named Accie.
Fio walks along hand-in-hand, quietly happy that he's willing to reciprocate. She tries her hardest to listen, absorb the information that he tells her...
And again, the more that he talks, the harder it becomes for her to remain focused on every single word. Everything in the world is made up of particles. That part she understands. And then there is a machine that spins the particles... math is involved somehow? Towards the end there, she's not sure that she understood the rest of what he just said. ]
...You know a lot of stuff, Accie.
[ Once they reach the grassy field, she slips her hand away from his and starts backing up several feet away. ]
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Fio walks along hand-in-hand, quietly happy that he's willing to reciprocate. She tries her hardest to listen, absorb the information that he tells her...
And again, the more that he talks, the harder it becomes for her to remain focused on every single word. Everything in the world is made up of particles. That part she understands. And then there is a machine that spins the particles... math is involved somehow? Towards the end there, she's not sure that she understood the rest of what he just said. ]
...You know a lot of stuff, Accie.
[ Once they reach the grassy field, she slips her hand away from his and starts backing up several feet away. ]
Is this good enough?