“Excuse me mister,” Frontier spoke, leaning to ask the smaller robot politely. “Does your doggy have a name?”
That was a sudden question Quint was bombarded with. A particularly curious baseball leaguer had only been discharged recently following a long, tense recovery process, and was walking around the R2 to try to get used to the whole walking thing again. Despite not being allowed to set pede into the training hall for a while (Gold Arm said so, saying he needed to recover even after being discharged), he tended to hang around there, especially when the Sports Club met to meet up with one of his Anikis after being in the library.
That’s when he noticed a very humanoid mech with a dog. He hadn’t seen one in person, so the newbuilt was instantly curious about the owner of such a creature. Hopefully such a stranger would be nice. Frontier idly did toss a baseball up and down, less for practice and more to stim. Maybe if the doggy was nice they could play fetch…that’s what dogs play right?
Action - Pet the Dog
That was a sudden question Quint was bombarded with. A particularly curious baseball leaguer had only been discharged recently following a long, tense recovery process, and was walking around the R2 to try to get used to the whole walking thing again. Despite not being allowed to set pede into the training hall for a while (Gold Arm said so, saying he needed to recover even after being discharged), he tended to hang around there, especially when the Sports Club met to meet up with one of his Anikis after being in the library.
That’s when he noticed a very humanoid mech with a dog. He hadn’t seen one in person, so the newbuilt was instantly curious about the owner of such a creature. Hopefully such a stranger would be nice. Frontier idly did toss a baseball up and down, less for practice and more to stim. Maybe if the doggy was nice they could play fetch…that’s what dogs play right?