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In Zenyatta’s experience, lost children were usually frightened and anxious, usually wanting nothing more than their parents by their side. This one gave off a different air; no tears and no stuttering, only grace in her words.      ‘Were is it that you should be?’ he asked. ‘I would be happy to help you, if you require it.’

               He   CAN   fix   himself   up   to   look   more   on   model   (   like   in   this   thread   with   @dxotine​   and   in   this   HC   )   but   even   then,   he's   constantly   dripping   unlike   before.

     ‘It is quite hot today.’ His systems were working overtime to keep him cool; the monk could only wonder how a child felt. ‘Take it easy - do what you must as to not overheat.’

ooc: There’s nothing to be intimidated about since so long as you’re cool with me I’m cool with you. Also a funny thing is I’ve actually been thinking about trying out the Fran Bow game but haven’t gotten a chance yet. It seems like my type of thing so I’m interested to hear what you think about it, so do feel free to comment or shoot me another message.

     ‘Fran.’ By default he sounded like an impatient parent, though the soothing qualities of his voice cancelled out some of this. ‘Please indulge me. I wish only to know - I will not hand down any punishment, if that is what you fear.’

     ‘It may feel better, but any relief you find in your loneliness will only be temporary.’       Even hearing her suggest such things was a shot to the heart. He wondered if she still felt alone, even when they were together.      ‘In the long term, it is better to have someone that you know you can lean on when such thoughts invade you.’

     Of all the people Zenyatta spent time with, he spent the least with children. Even so, it broke his heart to hear somebody so young confess to something so difficult.     ‘I do not wish to pry.’     Being a machine, Zenyatta never had a family but still found Fran’s plight relatable. The omnics of the Shambali had become like brothers and sisters to him, and being without them certainly proved itself difficult when he’d first left.     ‘But if it helps to talk, then I would gladly lend you my ear.’

         ❝ Who are you? You seem like a human! Woah! ❞ Atreus is certainly excited by the idea of meeting a human. One so ordinary and below him. But he was curious all the same. He’s not sure he’s ever actually seen one before! He’s seen Dark Elves, Draugr, Trolls but had yet to encounter one that was meant to be common!