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“Soooo Lizzy you ever ask how V how they like digest us and stuff? He asked, trying to sound so cool and chill about it and not like he’d be thinking about it for weeks.
He stared intensely at the wall above Lizzy avoiding eye contact. He knew it was a weird question but he was curious. He could he supposed just ask N and V but he wasn’t sure how that question would be received. It was kinda personal, to ask people about their digestive habits,right? plus he was still a tensy bit afraid of them. Anyway, he couldn’t ask them and he supposed he could ask Uzi given her murder/cannibalism thing during that camp trip with the school.
So she was the next obvious choice plus he’d known her the longest outta the group but most of that was proximity of being in the same class and one conversation after she blew herself up with a gun accidently and the stuff with the murder bot crab hologram thing that was also to do with the planet exploding?. He wasn’t too sure of that last bit and how they were connected. Anyway back to the matter at hand. So he wasn’t sure where she stood on being questioned about how she digested drones and given how she reacted to well everything with “Bite Me!” and possessing you at least before she seemed to have chilled out a bit now. Still he didn’t want to risk being possessed so that left him with one option.
Lizzy, she’d spent the most time with a disassembly drone bar uzi so she probably knew lots of stuff from just hanging around V. She was his safest bet and the only one he knew pretty much exactly how she’d react.
“No Thad I haven’t.”she said, judgement dripping from her voice as she side eyed him from where she lay atop her bed phone momentarily forgotten in hand.
Choosing to ignore the judgement that was expected, he replied “right sorry guess I’ll have to find another person to ask” he responded a bit sheepishly, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck before stopping as he remembered how irritating the sound of plastic and metal together was.
“Why don’t you just ask the murder bots themselves? I mean besides the business obsessed one you're like friends with them.”
Oh yeah J he’d forgotten about her he considered briefly asking her but quickly decided against it.
“True,true it’s just… such a personal? Question and I don’t want to weird anyone out with it.”
“So totally not because you're still scared of them.” Lizzy replied, her digital eyebrow raised as she stared down at him.
I mean who could blame him if he was, he’d seen them devour drones in front of him. He’d been raised on stories and warnings of the danger they posed and even though he’d largely gotten over this fear.
Due mostly to N. N was a genuinely sweet drone despite his terrifyingly large stature,fangs and ya’know need to consume members of his community. So through hanging out with him at first with Uzi on weird investigation, nearly dying to a hologram producing metal snake things or with his classmates at the camp. Then slowly more on his own after things settled down from the planet crumbling and through those hangouts he mostly got rid of his fear of the disassembly drones. Though privately V still properly scared him. So anyway he was still a teeny tiny bit scared but he wasn't going to tell Lizzy that.
“No I am not scared of them Lizzy” he huffed, leaning back against the wall opposite the bed. He folded his arms across his chest as Lizzy fixed him with a look that said yeah right.
“Well since you’re not scared of them then you should have no trouble asking them your weird ass question next time you see them” smirk growing on her face. “In fact unless you’re planning on ditching us you can ask them tomorrow” her eyes meeting his almost daring him to come up with an excuse or to just admit he was too cowardly to do so.
“Nah I’ll be there and it’s a good a time as any I guess”