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[ Dorian opens the door with a soft smile. ]

Hey, stranger. Long time no see.

[kievs]

Hi.

(She smiles very quickly at him, then pushes past into his room because she wants to scout it out. How do robots live?)

[sentiences]

[ Dorian chuckles. ]

I'm not hiding any robot secrets in here.

[ For the most part, the room is very bare. ]

[kievs]

(Yeah, she can see that. Hasn't he got any photos, anything of interest? She frowns, hands digging into the pockets of her brown jacket.)

Lame.

I suppose you don't spent a lot of time in here do you.

[sentiences]

It's not that.

I've never had my own room before.

[kievs]

What do you mean? What did you have before?

[sentiences]

Not a room. Though I had a charging station with our police technician.

[ Which . . . Dorian didn't like that much, tbh. ]

[kievs]

That's shit.

(She isn't sure how much value he places on perceived humanity, but pretty hard to feel like a person when you don't even get your own room.) Do you like having a room.

[sentiences]

[ He shrugs. ]

It's normal for robots. But I'm loving having my own space.

[kievs]

We should make it look more like yours, (she insists, gesturing to all the free wall space, the empty shelves.)

What kind of things do you like?

[sentiences]

[ Dorian looks blankly. ]

I . . . don't know?

[kievs]

(Alyssa stares back, unconvinced.)

You don't know? Don't you have any hobbies or- or favourites? Do you have a favourite colour?

[sentiences]

I don't really get time to have hobbies.

I like blue at least?

[kievs]

Blue's a start, (she says, rolling her eyes.)

I guess we'll just have to find things you like to do. (or maybe this is just her way of asking to hang out more)

[sentiences]

I could certainly use your help. You're probably an expert.

[kievs]

I am pretty good at doing whatever I want.

Have you ever gone paint balling before?

[sentiences]

[ Dorian shakes his head. ]

I've never had the pleasure.

[kievs]

It's pretty fun, we could try that.

Are you any good at dancing?

[sentiences]

Probably? I have the information stored in my processor.

[kievs]

No, not like that. Like... closing your eyes and just feeling the music kind of dancing. You know?

Like being wild.

[sentiences]

[ Dorian chuckles. ]

Kind of? I get the idea, but I've never experienced it.

[kievs]

You're missing out; we have to do that.

(Dancing, paintball... maybe shopping?) I'm going to make a list.

[sentiences]

What's going on the list?

[kievs]

Heavy drinking.

[sentiences]

I don't think that'll do a lot for me. Sorry.