[So much for not waking them--her, based on the evidence, although he doesn't like to assume--up.]
I, ah... [It's definitely not natural, the way his waist twists when he turns back to look at Garrett.] Not intentionally. I was just sayin' hello and he licked my hand. [He lifts the hand in question, wriggling his fingers exaggeratedly.] I guess he thought I was rejectin' him when I wiped it off.
[And to Garrett:] Sorry about that, bucko. It's just that saliva doesn't exactly evaporate. Can't risk it drying up and gettin' in places it shouldn't. Delicate machinery, y'know.
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I, ah... [It's definitely not natural, the way his waist twists when he turns back to look at Garrett.] Not intentionally. I was just sayin' hello and he licked my hand. [He lifts the hand in question, wriggling his fingers exaggeratedly.] I guess he thought I was rejectin' him when I wiped it off.
[And to Garrett:] Sorry about that, bucko. It's just that saliva doesn't exactly evaporate. Can't risk it drying up and gettin' in places it shouldn't. Delicate machinery, y'know.
[Chatty for a robot, isn't he.]