Sinthia didn't turn her head or blink as she spoke, or even before then when she'd first registered the footfalls that marked Bucky's presence. Her blank eyes stared straight ahead, camera lenses relaxed and still for once. "I put it off as long as I feasibly could since you and Steve keep getting yourselves to the front of the line for access port privileges."
She shifted--something she only did around members of her team in an appeal to the side of her that wanted very desperately to be human. She had learned to fidget mostly from Darcy by copying her behaviors, though she could turn the impulses on and off at will, and only rarely brought them out in front of her creators. "You still haven't cut your hair." Sinthia couldn't cut hers--it wasn't real and didn't grow--but she had a strange fondness for the man's oddly-shaven locks, and despite the hackers trying their best to find out where it had grown from, they couldn't pinpoint how to remove it, thinking the admittedly fragile bond dangerous.
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Sinthia didn't turn her head or blink as she spoke, or even before then when she'd first registered the footfalls that marked Bucky's presence. Her blank eyes stared straight ahead, camera lenses relaxed and still for once. "I put it off as long as I feasibly could since you and Steve keep getting yourselves to the front of the line for access port privileges."
She shifted--something she only did around members of her team in an appeal to the side of her that wanted very desperately to be human. She had learned to fidget mostly from Darcy by copying her behaviors, though she could turn the impulses on and off at will, and only rarely brought them out in front of her creators. "You still haven't cut your hair." Sinthia couldn't cut hers--it wasn't real and didn't grow--but she had a strange fondness for the man's oddly-shaven locks, and despite the hackers trying their best to find out where it had grown from, they couldn't pinpoint how to remove it, thinking the admittedly fragile bond dangerous.