Mm.. [Richard hums, his mismatched eyes following curiously as Root reaches for the carafe and begins to pour them coffee. It bears no repeat that Richard Plantagenet is not above of harming children, if the situation calls for it. He knows better than to underestimate someone just because they are young -- especially if they had power.
So, he was not quite as ready to accept this AI entity as 'good' or "caring" so easily as Root seemed to be. He did not understand what methods the woman used to determine the true intentions of this child, but he did not pass the opportunity that 'she' was lying to them.
He leans briefly forward to grab the warm cup offered him before resting his back again the chair. He looks down at the black liquid, catching his own reflection briefly on it as he mulls over Root's words.]
Do you wish to be this child's mother? [...Bear with him. It's a genuine question.]
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So, he was not quite as ready to accept this AI entity as 'good' or "caring" so easily as Root seemed to be. He did not understand what methods the woman used to determine the true intentions of this child, but he did not pass the opportunity that 'she' was lying to them.
He leans briefly forward to grab the warm cup offered him before resting his back again the chair. He looks down at the black liquid, catching his own reflection briefly on it as he mulls over Root's words.]
Do you wish to be this child's mother? [...Bear with him. It's a genuine question.]