( Jesus, not another one. So many introverts have fallen prey to Caravaneer Yazat's aggressive hospitality, and as much as he's tried to talk him into choosing only those actively engaged in storytime, the robot refuses to listen.
So, when Deimos makes pleading eye contact with him, he jolts upright, shoving his mask—lovingly created by hand with Yazat's steady assistance from an old shell—up onto his forehead. )
Oh, uh... Hey, uh... you! I've been looking for you everywhere, man!
( Why is he making up his own sign language on the critical buzz words in this sad act of solidarity? Well, often unable to reach a deeper plane of thought than surficial, Jonas decides this is the best way to get Deimos out of an unwelcome situation.
He quickly rises and goes to him, arms extended so that he can take him by the shoulders, before the crowd can consume him entirely. )
Sorry, he's... he's stone deaf. Can't hear a word you're saying. Oh, and—Terrible storyteller. Mute, too. Completely.
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So, when Deimos makes pleading eye contact with him, he jolts upright, shoving his mask—lovingly created by hand with Yazat's steady assistance from an old shell—up onto his forehead. )
Oh, uh... Hey, uh... you! I've been looking for you everywhere, man!
( Why is he making up his own sign language on the critical buzz words in this sad act of solidarity? Well, often unable to reach a deeper plane of thought than surficial, Jonas decides this is the best way to get Deimos out of an unwelcome situation.
He quickly rises and goes to him, arms extended so that he can take him by the shoulders, before the crowd can consume him entirely. )
Sorry, he's... he's stone deaf. Can't hear a word you're saying. Oh, and—Terrible storyteller. Mute, too. Completely.