[Pyrrha doesn't reply, not at first at least. Whether she even can is possibly up for debate, as she seems to simply stop entirely for a moment. Her eyes staring at him, or possibly beyond him, at something on the wall of mirrors, or past even that.
She snaps back rather quickly, thanks in part to the weight that rolls from her hand, heavily thump-ing against the floor. She promptly returns to this time period.]
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[Pyrrha doesn't reply, not at first at least. Whether she even can is possibly up for debate, as she seems to simply stop entirely for a moment. Her eyes staring at him, or possibly beyond him, at something on the wall of mirrors, or past even that.
She snaps back rather quickly, thanks in part to the weight that rolls from her hand, heavily thump-ing against the floor. She promptly returns to this time period.]
O-oh. Is... that so? You're really a machine?