It's only one word, but the engineer's tone gives it away. He's completely fascinated. He sets down the seeds, long enough to take a proper look at everything Genji's showing him. Especially that arm. Especially those shurikens.
He puts a hand on his chin and leans forward to get a closer (but still respectfully-distanced) look at Genji's inner workings. He's quiet for a moment, just studying it. Then, he abruptly slaps his knee and laughs excitedly.
"Good night Irene! If you don't mind my sayin', that's a work of goddamn art right there, yes sir."
Speaking of being extremely Texan.
And speaking of nerve mesh... he's pretty sure he can narrow down that guess now.
"I'm guessin' you're talkin' about Angela Ziegler now."
YEAH only if you want to. At least this gives Genji an idea of what Engie's like normally lmfao.
It's only one word, but the engineer's tone gives it away. He's completely fascinated. He sets down the seeds, long enough to take a proper look at everything Genji's showing him. Especially that arm. Especially those shurikens.
He puts a hand on his chin and leans forward to get a closer (but still respectfully-distanced) look at Genji's inner workings. He's quiet for a moment, just studying it. Then, he abruptly slaps his knee and laughs excitedly.
"Good night Irene! If you don't mind my sayin', that's a work of goddamn art right there, yes sir."
Speaking of being extremely Texan.
And speaking of nerve mesh... he's pretty sure he can narrow down that guess now.
"I'm guessin' you're talkin' about Angela Ziegler now."