Acht kept the slight smile on its face as the antenna continued its attempt to break free of Beatrice's hair. "Perhaps it would be best to leave it? It may make it easier to adjust to its uses in the new environment, anyway." The long skirt of the dress covering most of the hybrid's body rustled a bit oddly as they entered the cafeteria again. "Besides, I can assure you that there are much more...distracting...appearances among some of us."
Still following the other female experiment with the more cynical attitude as she went to obtain food, it nodded in response to her request. "That assessment is likely true, but not much else to be done now, I suppose. I wouldn't mind to oblige for the sake of planning, though, Miss...?" The red-haired hybrid cocked its head to the side as it stared in slight curiosity. This one hadn't bothered to take the chance offered by Beatrice to clear up what name to go by. How odd. Did she not care, or just not want them to know? Not like it could blame her, were it the second option. For all it knew, even the girl they had just met could be using an alias. Still, it intrigued Acht that not even a temporary replacement had been provided. Or did she not understand the social cue?
An interesting case to be sure. Will all the people I work with be this intriguing, or is this just a reflection of a desire for mental stimulation again? I wonder if any of the others have reactions like this to their enhancements...
