He really feels awkward, though. It feels like there's this thick glass between the two of them, indestructible no matter how much fear remains... or how much trust is offered.
Fear is on the table now, though. For a brief moment, Rich startles, eyes going wide and body stiffening. He tries to listen, really, but... he can't help that hesitation.
"...I-I see. Um. Cool. Uh..." He remembers how Max reacted and clears his throat. "If this is a bad thing to ask, I-I'm really sorry, but what was... what did your creators make you for? I guess, what purpose did they have in mind for you?"
no subject
He really feels awkward, though. It feels like there's this thick glass between the two of them, indestructible no matter how much fear remains... or how much trust is offered.
Fear is on the table now, though. For a brief moment, Rich startles, eyes going wide and body stiffening. He tries to listen, really, but... he can't help that hesitation.
"...I-I see. Um. Cool. Uh..." He remembers how Max reacted and clears his throat. "If this is a bad thing to ask, I-I'm really sorry, but what was... what did your creators make you for? I guess, what purpose did they have in mind for you?"