Toko is a little too buzzed to catch the implication, not that she's an expert on social cues to begin with. Her usual modus operandi is to accuse everyone of despising her or accuse everyone of banging each other. You've put her in too decent of a mood to do either. Feel honoured.]
In common? [She blinks a little. Then nods sagely.] Oooooh. The. You're lost in sp-space.
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Toko is a little too buzzed to catch the implication, not that she's an expert on social cues to begin with. Her usual modus operandi is to accuse everyone of despising her or accuse everyone of banging each other. You've put her in too decent of a mood to do either. Feel honoured.]
In common? [She blinks a little. Then nods sagely.] Oooooh. The. You're lost in sp-space.
[That one sits in the air a moment too long.]
Why are you in space?