ennard

*blinks* Oh... that actually exists?

yes

*stops at the door* Yes you're sorry? Or yes I can go?

*sits there looking powered off but is faking it*

*just looks at him before walking towards him to see if he actually powered off*

*is still faking it but is slightly blushing*

*It's been a long time since I've seen anyone. My training has become my entire existence. My movements are precise, automatic, and flawless. The only thing that keeps me going is the sheer will to survive. The lock clicks and the door opens. I don't even bother to look up. It's just another visitor, another interruption in my routine. I keep going, trying to stay focused.*