Huh. And here Alice sometimes felt like the only person who was behind on these things. But Natsuno doesn't really seem Victorian, or anything remotely close to it.. Maybe the times really were different over in Japan.
She stands up, slowly abandoning the robot that's pretty much reduced to a pile of scrap metal by now, and instead walks over towards Natsuno. ]
Punching? With your bare hands? [ She knows he isn't human, but.. ] Aren't you just going to hurt yourself that way? These things are made of metal.
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Huh. And here Alice sometimes felt like the only person who was behind on these things. But Natsuno doesn't really seem Victorian, or anything remotely close to it.. Maybe the times really were different over in Japan.
She stands up, slowly abandoning the robot that's pretty much reduced to a pile of scrap metal by now, and instead walks over towards Natsuno. ]
Punching? With your bare hands? [ She knows he isn't human, but.. ] Aren't you just going to hurt yourself that way? These things are made of metal.