As he sits, two things happen. First, she feels the familiar twinge at the base of her neck when she's around advanced tech. It's a pleasant feeling for her, but she doesn't see anything cool. The second thing is that she hears what's going on in his head. And it amuses her.
"Increased bloodflow, huh?" She grins at him before taking a bite of her food, chewing a moment before speaking again. "I'm sorry. That was rude of me. I'm a telepath. Kinda. And no, I didn't plan this. Your...friend is right."
It wasn't human, whatever was running analysis.
"Christina Frost." She offered her hand.
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