#amorettethebashfulcore

This was different. He blinked in surprise and knelt down to talk to the little girl. Unfamiliar, which was strange. He thought he knew all the Aperture kids. If not by name then at least by appearance. "Hi." A soft smile as he spoke. "Did you get separated from your parent? Or are you just exploring?"

He tilted his head very slightly as she left. At least she seemed to have respect. Bad manners (or rather understandable responses to Mr. Johnson's abrasiveness) had landed more than a few cores in the incinerator. He huffed dismissively to himself before returning to what he was doing.

'Of course not. You can still be useful."

She smiled at the core, taking her hand with no hesitance and giving it a gentle shake. She wondered for a moment who had created this android, and why, but it didn't really matter. Useful or not, atleast she was a friendly and rather adorable little thing.  "I'm Caroline. It's very nice to meet you, too."

"Oh," he said blandly. He was rather hoping it was actually something interesting. It was too insignificant for him to want to take from her. "So, what's the purpose of your design," he asked simply as he looked for her specifications file. This was a more dire question than his tone implied. He was asking her to justify her existence to him. If he deemed her useless he could have her stripped for parts. Although most things he approved he liked, there were plenty of times he pencil whipped an authorization for something without really reading what it was for.     

He looked up. She looked very timid, and he knew exactly what that was like. He smiled a bit, trying to show her that he was not at all threatening. "Hello. My name is Craig." He said softly, gently taking her hand in his, shaking it a bit, "It's a pleasure. What may I call you?"

He looked at her but didn't accept her hand. He didn't shake with anyone unless they were particularly important like a big investor or a law or government official he was trying to schmooze. He was a bit puzzled as to when or ordered or approved a bashful core, but if it exists he must have approved it and if he approved it, it must be a great idea. "Great. Thanks." He wasn't much for pleasantries especially with Aperture property. It was kind of like introducing yourself to a toaster to him. He was less interested in her and more interested in what she had with her. "What's that you got there," he inquired, pointing to the object.

"Maybe they made a another core with a similar personality to yours."