Trixie watched Kiara close the curtains, only to act like that solved any kind of problem the hole in her window caused. "From the inside of the house, the hole is not visible, but on the outside, it still is. And a closed pair of curtains won't stop anyone with bad intentions from breaking in." She remarked. It was just unsafe and didn't look right, and that bothered her.

Trixie shook her head in response to Kiara's guess as to what kind of job she used to have. "I wasn't exactly designed for such jobs." She answered the girl, looking at her. Working at a train station was far from anything she was meant to do, that wasn't anything like her original purpose at all. The only time she ever got at a train station was when she was searching for a customer.

When Kiara asked her if she lived alone the AI nodded, glad to change the subject of their conversation. "I do. I used to stay at a friend's house until I was able to afford my own place, but ever since I have been living here without any company." She said. She looked at the woman's outstretched hand and shook it.