For the first time since they started talking again, User smiled.
“Thank you, bro. I appreciate it. And you, especially you.
...Anyways, how do I apply this dye? Does this work like the regular one?”
>Our emotional lows are different, but when I was a normal person, my friends had what you have, not exactly of course, but similar.
It stops for a moment...
>I know you've only ever met me as an ascended, and it puts a strain on how we know each other, but-
— “I... I've lost a very important android in my life. I still love her like a father would his daughter, but I can see that she is healthy, happy and safe even though she has left my side. That's enough for me.
Besides, I still have to fulfill my mission and lifelong goal.”
“Stuff happens. But I can't let it make me stay down on my knees. I'm still doing my best to pull myself together and resume making music, and I was hoping that cutting my hair and giving it a new dye would help me start anew.”
He sets the dye jar on the table and sits down. —
“Thank you.”
While he's embarrassed, he wouldn't say no to free stuff.
“Pfft, why wouldn't I be okay? I should be the one asking you that, seeing as you're nothing but a hand right now.”
>This thing has a less dense bone structure, with a circle shape cut out in the palm for what allows it to see.
After the stuff is done, User is sent home with an opaque jar that says 'red' on it, with instructions to just touch his hair with the contents.
>I got into-
“I know what echolocation is. That stuff is something bats and whales can do because of their sonar thing.”
What a big assumption. User is not a nerd, but he knows a bit of basic science stuff.
“I know you're not a normal human, but like, how?”
At this rate, he's not going —
>Do you know what echolocation is?
User is supposed to be a nerd.
This woman works fast, her hand mkvmeents are imperceptible to the inexperienced eye.