Mako doesn't mind the rain too much, not since Hong Kong, so when it starts to fall, she doesn't open her umbrella. Not immediately. Not until she sees the frozen man. Her eyes sweep his features, his stillness, she touches him with careful fingers.
It could be a power. It's her first worry. But it's that stillness, his unblinking eyes that that convinces her otherwise. Her umbrella folds and she tucks it away, her wings materialize in black with blue and orange-red markings that glow as she shakes them out.
"Let's get you somewhere dry," she murmurs, "and see if we can't fix your problem." Mako tucks the five dollar note further into his pocket and delicately places her arms around his midsection. They're going to De Chima on the Mako Express, heading straight for the laboratory she uses for work.
She waltzes in and through security with her motionless guest without issue, gently sets him down, rummages for a towel and begins to dry him off. For awhile, once he's at least drier, she studies him.
"If you are a robot," she says softly, "you should have an emergency reactivation card in your pocket. It would help, you know." Mako drapes the large towel around his shoulders before reaching for a diagnostic unit. She'd used them as an easier way to diagnose software and hardware issues in her AI programs on many occasions, hopefully, it'll turn something up here.
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It could be a power. It's her first worry. But it's that stillness, his unblinking eyes that that convinces her otherwise. Her umbrella folds and she tucks it away, her wings materialize in black with blue and orange-red markings that glow as she shakes them out.
"Let's get you somewhere dry," she murmurs, "and see if we can't fix your problem." Mako tucks the five dollar note further into his pocket and delicately places her arms around his midsection. They're going to De Chima on the Mako Express, heading straight for the laboratory she uses for work.
She waltzes in and through security with her motionless guest without issue, gently sets him down, rummages for a towel and begins to dry him off. For awhile, once he's at least drier, she studies him.
"If you are a robot," she says softly, "you should have an emergency reactivation card in your pocket. It would help, you know." Mako drapes the large towel around his shoulders before reaching for a diagnostic unit. She'd used them as an easier way to diagnose software and hardware issues in her AI programs on many occasions, hopefully, it'll turn something up here.