[The sights and sounds are a blur of overstimulation and adrenaline waiting to happen. The last thing they expect, then, would be the presence of another child in the vicinity - another child approaching them of his own volition, no less.]
[A human one. But the playing field is, at least, level. Something about his easy foulmouth, the way he is enamored with his game of pretend, how eagerly he expects them to play along - startles a vague pulse of something almost like amusement.]
[They shove it back almost at once. They can't afford to let their guard down. Especially here.]
...
[Incredibly, their mind fails to supply them with an appropriately sarcastic retort.]
I'm...on a strict timetable.
[Great. Fantastic. A cunning ploy to - to get him to let his guard down. Why don't we go with that? That sounds much better than their brain short-circuiting, and dredging up the first horrible joke it can think of as if in compensation.]
EYE!! EMOJIS!!
[A human one. But the playing field is, at least, level. Something about his easy foulmouth, the way he is enamored with his game of pretend, how eagerly he expects them to play along - startles a vague pulse of something almost like amusement.]
[They shove it back almost at once. They can't afford to let their guard down. Especially here.]
...
[Incredibly, their mind fails to supply them with an appropriately sarcastic retort.]
I'm...on a strict timetable.
[Great. Fantastic. A cunning ploy to - to get him to let his guard down. Why don't we go with that? That sounds much better than their brain short-circuiting, and dredging up the first horrible joke it can think of as if in compensation.]