"More than this, yeah." To an extent. There are some things she hasn't seen before but that's more an apples and oranges thing. She leads him up the stairs towards her apartment and opens the door.
Instead of going in, though, she takes the drones' controller from her coat. There's a wire attached to it already; she really should unplug both ends for cleaning every now and then. But it isn't an issue at this point anyway. The other end of the wire has a larger plug, one that fits perfectly into the port behind her ear as she lifts her hair away from it with the back of her hand. It's not telepathy, or it technically is, kind of, but most people would just call it wireless broadcasting. She presses something on the controller and her eyes lose focus for a moment.
Two drones come towards the door seemingly on their own then, the ground-bound one about the size of a cat, shaped like a tank with a dome-shaped top and running on six little wheels; and the airborne one hovering on what might be four fans, spherical and about the size of a person's head.
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Instead of going in, though, she takes the drones' controller from her coat. There's a wire attached to it already; she really should unplug both ends for cleaning every now and then. But it isn't an issue at this point anyway. The other end of the wire has a larger plug, one that fits perfectly into the port behind her ear as she lifts her hair away from it with the back of her hand. It's not telepathy, or it technically is, kind of, but most people would just call it wireless broadcasting. She presses something on the controller and her eyes lose focus for a moment.
Two drones come towards the door seemingly on their own then, the ground-bound one about the size of a cat, shaped like a tank with a dome-shaped top and running on six little wheels; and the airborne one hovering on what might be four fans, spherical and about the size of a person's head.