My aunt. Before we were-- Well. Uh. We didn't really have parents or anything. Or, I guess we did, at some point, but they weren't around. So when we were little we lived with her, and she was big into cooking. Taught me how to make everything by hand, since I didn't really know magic then.
[He leans forward, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand as he stares at the counter for a moment, quiet.]
...I lost my entire family when I was very young. I think I would've liked it if I had a sibling around, like you and your sister. So...I believe you're very lucky, in that regard.
[He’s not gonna try and deny that at all. He knows it.]
Um. You seem kinda close-fisted about the . . . [waving a hand. You know. Robot arms.] Well, if people are being assholes about it, they can go fuck themselves.
[That gets him to blink with some surprise. Taako? Is Taako telling him this? Taako from TV? It takes him a moment to respond.]
Oh. Well. Thank you. [He doesn't really even know how to react.] I mean, its not like I'm ashamed of it. I chose to have this body. But it's more that...with these kinds of things happening, I don't want people to see me any different because of what my body is like.
[People get easily scared, he knows, and to have a metal man who was literally made to be a weapon for the Church isn't exactly the best position to be in. It works for him when he wants to get the drop in on an enemy and use it for his advantage. Not so much in the middle of a bunch of understandably paranoid and frightened people.]
[Taako from TV is many things, but he’s also a Transmutation wizard? If he had problems with non-standard bodies, it’d be the greatest hypocrisy on earth. He lives and works in the practice of transformation, changing bodies, pushing boundaries.
Also a cyborg is far from the wildest thing he’s ever seen, so.]
S’not like these are all my original parts either, I get it. [a laugh at his own fucking joke.] Um, but for real, fuck ‘em if they act like that. Just a body or whatever.
Oh— I mean, mostly a joke, what with the whole dying and regenerating thing, sort of a ship of Theseus situation, but also I know the spell True Polymorph so don’t look at pictures of my nose pre-grad school.
[Making a sort of ‘huh’ noise.]
But the stomach works, so I guess that’s the important part!
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[Not like he'll make biscuits anytime soon, but...he does smile lightly at the other eating the jalopeno, too.]
Where did you learn to cook, anyways?
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[He's joking. Or is he?]
My aunt. Before we were-- Well. Uh. We didn't really have parents or anything. Or, I guess we did, at some point, but they weren't around. So when we were little we lived with her, and she was big into cooking. Taught me how to make everything by hand, since I didn't really know magic then.
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[Haha, losing memories is just a walk in the park, right....]
An aunt, huh? Do you still stay in touch? She must be proud, to see you follow in her footsteps.
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[Popping the "p" in nope while he cuts out biscuits and aligns them on a pan.]
She's been dead, uh . . . must be two-- two hundred and fifty years?
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[That's..................a real long time, though.]
I guess even you elves have a finite lifespan, huh.
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[He shrugs, mildly, while he shoves that tray of biscuits in the oven. Because woo boy.]
It's alright. I don't have mommy issues or anything.
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[He leans forward, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand as he stares at the counter for a moment, quiet.]
...I lost my entire family when I was very young. I think I would've liked it if I had a sibling around, like you and your sister. So...I believe you're very lucky, in that regard.
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[He’s not gonna try and deny that at all. He knows it.]
Um. You seem kinda close-fisted about the . . . [waving a hand. You know. Robot arms.] Well, if people are being assholes about it, they can go fuck themselves.
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Oh. Well. Thank you. [He doesn't really even know how to react.] I mean, its not like I'm ashamed of it. I chose to have this body. But it's more that...with these kinds of things happening, I don't want people to see me any different because of what my body is like.
[People get easily scared, he knows, and to have a metal man who was literally made to be a weapon for the Church isn't exactly the best position to be in. It works for him when he wants to get the drop in on an enemy and use it for his advantage. Not so much in the middle of a bunch of understandably paranoid and frightened people.]
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Also a cyborg is far from the wildest thing he’s ever seen, so.]
S’not like these are all my original parts either, I get it. [a laugh at his own fucking joke.] Um, but for real, fuck ‘em if they act like that. Just a body or whatever.
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[He doesn't want to especially pry, but now he's just curious.]
But really, thanks. It sure is just a body. [A beat.] Its around seventy percent metal, you know. I don't even know how it all works.
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[Making a sort of ‘huh’ noise.]
But the stomach works, so I guess that’s the important part!
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[True Polymorph?????]
Well, of course. Where would I be if I couldn't eat delicious, wonderful food?