His eyes moved to her face for just a moment, his own etched with confusion. But it couldn't be. This was the 18th Century, not the 51st! He listened to the ticking, that old familiar ticking, and he glanced down at the weapon that stuck forth, robotic and unmoving. Little cogs stuck to the end of it and blades turned.
"... No way!" he said, sounding a little like an excited teenager.
He lifted his hand and pulled the mask and wig from the head. What he saw behind it made him grin from ear to ear.
"Oh would you look at that," he said in awe of the clockwork droid in front of him. "Now what you're doing here I don't know. Nice clothes by the way. Bit elaborate for something like you but still... nice."
Turning his head back to Reinette he questioned. "You say you've seen these things before?" It didn't add up. How could it possibly be here. "And what do they do? Just watch you?"
Already he was stepping to the side and putting his hands on the droid, manhandling it to the side to reach the back.
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His eyes moved to her face for just a moment, his own etched with confusion. But it couldn't be. This was the 18th Century, not the 51st! He listened to the ticking, that old familiar ticking, and he glanced down at the weapon that stuck forth, robotic and unmoving. Little cogs stuck to the end of it and blades turned.
"... No way!" he said, sounding a little like an excited teenager.
He lifted his hand and pulled the mask and wig from the head. What he saw behind it made him grin from ear to ear.
"Oh would you look at that," he said in awe of the clockwork droid in front of him. "Now what you're doing here I don't know. Nice clothes by the way. Bit elaborate for something like you but still... nice."
Turning his head back to Reinette he questioned. "You say you've seen these things before?" It didn't add up. How could it possibly be here. "And what do they do? Just watch you?"
Already he was stepping to the side and putting his hands on the droid, manhandling it to the side to reach the back.