He ignores what Steve's face is doing, because Steve's face keeps doing weird things like that, every time he sees the guy. And also he doesn't want to think about what Steve's face is doing, because that requires thinking too hard about things he'd really rather just... not.
It helps that he immediately goes into even more uncomfortable subjects, one that makes the arm buzz threateningly. Like hell is anyone getting anywhere near him with tools, thank you very fucking much. There are no techs here, he's determined after the past week, and he doesn't want any. "It's fine." He can do his own maintenance, if it's necessary. (Shit, it really is going to be necessary. It might not be damaged, but it probably needs a tune-up.)
He pauses with memory-- actual memory, in order, that he can pull up at will. "There was a girl. The first day. Purple hair. She did scans? And talked a lot about robots."
I figured it out, no worries XD
It helps that he immediately goes into even more uncomfortable subjects, one that makes the arm buzz threateningly. Like hell is anyone getting anywhere near him with tools, thank you very fucking much. There are no techs here, he's determined after the past week, and he doesn't want any. "It's fine." He can do his own maintenance, if it's necessary. (Shit, it really is going to be necessary. It might not be damaged, but it probably needs a tune-up.)
He pauses with memory-- actual memory, in order, that he can pull up at will. "There was a girl. The first day. Purple hair. She did scans? And talked a lot about robots."