Facing BS Smoke Tune, the first thing Rita asked was, How many of your kin are willing to follow you to BS?
This would determine how she dealt with BS Smoke Tune and what limits she needed to set.
BS Smoke Tune crossed her arms with easy confidence. At Rita's question, she tapped her left arm lightly with the finger of her right hand. Instead of looking uneasy, she answered happily, None.
Rita's attention was drawn to that pale, slender hand. She finally noticed lines of red text on Smoke Tune's right hand, beginning at the second knuckle of her ring finger and spreading all the way to her wrist.
It was probably written in Vineborne script. Rita did not know the language yet. It resembled a long line of ancient Greek to her eyes.
Her gaze passed over it as if she did not care, but inwardly she nudged B8017913 to take a look later, not now.
But halfway through her thought, the little machine already snapped its head upward and stared at Smoke Tune's hand.
Rita: ......…
