Possible  first  meeting  starter  prompts.  Send  me… (Send  🔁  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

Still- Shade said nothing when the uppity kid marched in closer with puffed up shoulders. And at his rather rightful demand for an answer, the tall robot returned nothing but a silent stare, yet he remained in place.

Again, the central red light on his hat gave a sharp distorted pinged. Prompting Eight's camera eyes to narrow in on the new arrival until he spotted it.....-the device Rey was holding. Interesting...

"....Wouldn't be the one in danger, aye?" Eight said quietly.

Still, the cowboy's stolid expression remained unchanged as the kid prattled on. Eh prankster- Shade figured. The kid must have been in the middle of something. Until again- another sharp ping reached his radar,prompting the robot to once again narrow his hidden eyes on the gizmo that was now ablaze with sparks.

"My hat? Course' it's running fine,kid." Eight muttered. "It's not the one catching in flames." Then he shifted his visors directly at Rey.

Heavy metallic boots steadily made their way along - searching and scanning around for the source of a sharp signal. A signal that had momentarily interrupted the boot wearer’s radar. Normally, a single ping of the radar meant another machine was nearby but- this signal was different, it had almost cut off the radar’s tracking abilities completely.

And whatever that had caused the over-sized hat to glitch had made it’s owner-curious, and he was now in search mode.

Except his search had only brought him to what appeared to be a wide open field of a park with nothing but greenery, flowers and what appeared to be some kid in a purple coat walking along in the distance. And again his radar started to react- seems like some sort of sharp electric current was messing with it again.

Yet-with no other machine in sight,murky visors followed the kid as he drew closer towards the robot’s direction. Yet, he made no effort to hide.

Still- Shade said nothing when the uppity kid marched in closer with puffed up shoulders. And at his rather rightful demand for an answer, the tall robot returned nothing but a silent stare, yet he remained in place.

Again, the central red light on his hat gave a sharp distorted pinged. Prompting Eight's camera eyes to narrow in on the new arrival until he spotted it.....-the device Rey was holding. Interesting...

With a heavy thud from his boot, Eight stepped into the rusted  greenhouse. From afar it had appeared to be nothing more than a large shed or  even a deserted factory of a sort, but now standing inside? He realized that this “mill”  wasn’t exactly industrial. As vines and over-grown foliage covered most of its glass walls and there seemed to be nothing machine about it. Matter of fact, the cowboy could see a vast half-dead, half unkept garden spread out behind the structure.

Well he’ll be darned, it really just was an abandoned garden after all. Seems like he wasn’t going to find much here, not even wire. Still, he placidly made his way further inside.Until suddenly he came to a halt.

And despite her amusement, he could tell she wasn’t all that keen of having a cowboy guest. Still Shade kept his boots firm on the ground when the flower bot jumped down from the crashing platform.

“Whichever critter I can find,Miss.” Shade coolly replied, raising his one hand out in a bit of a surrender stance as she approached.

With a heavy thud from his boot, Eight stepped into the rusted  greenhouse. From afar it had appeared to be nothing more than a large shed or  even a deserted factory of a sort, but now standing inside? He realized that this “mill”  wasn’t exactly industrial. As vines and over-grown foliage covered most of its glass walls and there seemed to be nothing machine about it. Matter of fact, the cowboy could see a vast half-dead, half unkept garden spread out behind the structure.

Well he’ll be darned, it really just was an abandoned garden after all. Seems like he wasn’t going to find much here, not even wire. Still, he placidly made his way further inside.Until suddenly he came to a halt.

“Ya heard right Miss, critters. Though don’t think I’ll find any here, aye?” Shade  replied, eyeing her as she stepped a bit nearer. Then he lifted his gaze a little at her next statement. “Hunter?” He paused to chew on his dart. She was quick, wasn’t she?

“....I’m just a cowboy out on a walk, that’s all.” Eight nodded, before turning to take another good look at the garden again. This time he noticed the thick thorns that many of the plants seemed to have. “What do I think?...Don’t know Miss, guess those roses are spiffy, but could use a bit of clipping.” He went on dryly.

There were times when the radar wearing,dart chewing ‘bot had the need to use his day off to drift far from the bustling city, take the role of the desperado he was and step his boots into new terrain. It had become a habit of his, actually.

“...Just being frank, Miss.” Shade rasped. “Don’t want ya getting all jittery, but don’t think I can tell ya that my armor is made for gardening.” Slowly, the cowboy tucked his stubbed arm back inside his cloak. “No- wouldn’t tell ya a tall tale like that.” He drawled on. “But  I sure can answer your queries. Storm isn’t stopping soon, any who.” A light chuckle escaped him.