"「MY THANKS, TAVERN ASSISTANT (DESIGNATION UNKNOWN)」" it says, lifting the cup to its face. It studied the cup for a moment, paying careful attention to the slice of strawberry sitting on the rim, before its jaws popped open and it tossed the entire shebang into its mouth before snapping them closed. There's an electric sparking sound, its eyes briefly flash every color of the visible spectrum, and it knocks its fist loudly on the bar letting out a satisfied "「AHHHHHHHH」"

"「REFRESHING」," it says after a moment before responding to the the woman's inquiry. "「I HAVE NOT DISCOVERED A WAY TO COMMUNICATE MY DESIGNATION IN A WAY THAT IS UNDERSTANDABLE TO ANY I HAVE MET ON THIS LIMIT. IN THE FIRST LIMIT I ROAMED WHEN MY JOURNEY BEGAN THE LOCAL POPULOUS DESIGNATED ME FLATWOODS. I HAVE NO OBJECTIONS TO THIS DESIGNATION」"

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