"He says something about robots," she replies, taking out the sugar and shaking half a spoonful into his cup. "Is it... alright that I volunteered that room?" She gives him an ingratiating smile.

*he nods*

((Robot army...



OF DOOM.))

Her smile widens- she's glad at his response, and she takes a sip of the tea. (Were strength of flavor an indication of thickness, one could stand a spoon straight in her cup.)

((*demon voice* DOOM?))

(( DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!! !!!! ))

he takes a sip

Robots, hm? Interesting.

"Yeah, that was my reaction- I wonder if he is having delusions of Viktor." She chuckles a little.

((oh my =o))

After a few moments nevin decided to pop out of the back
"I take it our guest is doing alright?"

((How dare you call My OC...


That offensive word!))

Del nods. "He seems to be- I haven't heard a word from him since he went in there." She tilts her head to the inconspicuous patch of wall.

((At least he didn't say bucket... I SAID BUCKET.))

((Slaps her face.))
((What the hell is wrong with you! How dare you say the word!))