#ic_riga

Riga cannot recall a time in their life where they had ever been lifted from the ground-- It's difficult, after all, to lift a several hundred pound piece of circuits and machinery. The gust that lifts her from the ground to the tree above could probably fell a poorly built house if aimed in the right direction.

In a feeble bid for some sense of stability, she claws at the branches, hauls herself onto them in some sort of sad, trapped, cat-like manner.

"Why--" is all Rigatello manages to hiss out, before the feeling of the tree limb bending under her weight distracts her from finishing any weary condemnations.

@wise-innocence

"Ohmygoodness, Miss Yanfei!" "...!"

Surprise and joy comes from the bots in equal measure- with Giacomo rushing forward so quickly he nearly trips over his own feet, more or less throwing himself into the arms of Yanfei and squeezing her in a tight hug. Though perhaps a bit more hesitant towards the idea of physical touch, Rigatello nonetheless leans into it as well- settling metal claws carefully on the shorter twos heads in an awkward little hunched-up bear hug.