Date: 2025-01-11 07:53 pm (UTC)
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Foot softens without realizing it. Mask would warn Frontier that sometimes he gets a little... well. Like he was. He's glad the newbuilt had warning of Foot's episodes.

"I do, sometimes," he said softly. "Thank you, Frontier. I will cherish it."

Into his lap went the cat plush. He would have to be careful to not hurt it with his claws.

"That one with the long neck is part of... I think the sauropod family. There's a lot of different long neck dinosaurs. I'm not sure which that one is specifically, but someone at the library might know. And if there are books you want to read but can't reach, you can always ask the librarian to get them for you."

He smiled and leaned forward a little more to look at the car Frontier picked up. "You're right. That one isn't an animal. That's a car, or a vehicle. It's mechanical, like you and I, but not alive. The Cybertronians do have 'alternate modes' where they can turn into something similar, though I've also heard that some Cybertronian's take an animal form. It's... interesting how their schematics are so different but... I suppose that's what happens when you're part of a biomechanical race."

He tipped his head a little and picked up what looked like a tractor, spinning it in his hands before putting it on the ground and gently rolling it towards Frontier. "Ones like this are used for farm equipment. I don't know much about them. I didn't interact much with farm life."

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