Dandelion beamed a bright smile at Eilidh as she greeted them, even know they knew she wouldn't see it. Their gaze lingered on the telepath as she set about fixing a cup of tea for Dandy. They had never met someone who was [i]blind[/i] before, the idea itself even was strange to them. It took Dandelion by surprise every time that they were confronted by the... inflexibility of the human body. Cells, tissue, organs, they were fixed, rigid, set in stone from birth until death. If parts were damaged or failed, they couldn't be fixed, only replaced by prosthesis or transplant. Dandy had offered to fix Eilidh's sight when they had first met, replacing her damaged eyes with a pair grown by Dandy with her DNA, but she had politely declined. Dandelion hadn't argued, but still didn't understand her decision. Human rigidity seemed to extend past their flesh, and into their minds and culture, which baffled Dandy more than anything else. What was wrong about wanting to improve, to adapt? Eilidh served Dandy their tea, and they smiled at them again and offered a soft word of thanks. Others were speaking in the kitchen, and it would be rude to talk over them. In truth, Dandy liked Eilidh very much, and hoped to one day communicate all of this with them, and hopefully then they would understand her choice. They had yet to make successful telepathic contact between the two of them, despite what Dandy thought were very helpful suggestions on their end, but Eilidh had the measure of Dandy, and was not afraid of them, and so she was still willing to continue to try. That gave Dandy something pleasant to think about as they took a small baked confection, dropped it into their tea, and downed the entire thing in a single gulp, bag and all. "Delicious, thank you!" Dandy slid the mug back to Eilidh, and continued to stand at the counter, not sure what to do with themselves. Conor was there also, and Dandy had been keeping an eye on him. Quite literally, every so often one of their mismatched eyes would divert from wherever the other was looking to dart about the room, keeping tabs on the rest of its occupants. A simple adjustment to the motor neurons of their human body let them do things of that nature; what was the point of having two eyes if you could only look in one direction at once? Dandy had made a few small adjustments of that nature to their human disguise, as they simply couldn't help themself. It was in their nature to change and better adapt themselves. This was also how they could smell the cortisol levels in Conor's bloodstream rising since Dandelion entered the room. Eilidh had the make of Dandy and knew that they meant no harm, but the others did not. It was the same, before in the lab, and Dandelion knew in time that they would come to know Dandy and understand they wouldn't hurt them. The only difference was that in the lab, Dandy's cell not only kept the world safe from Dandy, but Dandy safe from the world. Here there was no cell to protect them nor the world. It would just take time, they just had to be patient. Hayden scurried away, breaking Dandy from their thoughts, and they complained after them, "Hayden, that was the last nugget! I thought we were going to share!" Julian came up and answered them, and focus and clarity seemed to return to Dandelion at once. They snapped to pay attention to what he was saying, both eyes and most other senses trained tightly on him. Dandy didn't know why Julian commanded so much of their thoughts and attention, nor why they felt so bound to him. They knew that they owed their life to Julian; if he had not found them the week prior they would still be on the street eating squirrels and stray pets, or back in a lab somewhere to never again see the light of day, or [i]worse[/i]. That alone didn't explain the influence over Dandy that Julian seemed to command. Dandelion suspected that staying so long in human form was flooding their systems with human hormones and neurotransmitters, which was having unexpected effects on their thoughts and behavior. While they didn't fight the process, hoping that it would help them better understand the humans they now shared a habitat with, it still unnerved them at times, like their body was rebelling against them. Perhaps the imitation was too perfect, and their body was beginning to forget that it had ever been something other than a human. Would Dandelion forget too? Still Dandy kept up appearances with a dimpled smile showing as many of their straight, white teeth as possible. "I am well Julian, thank you for asking." Julian went on to explain the work that he would have lined up for Dandy. "I am looking forward to learning to drive screws!" Learning to manipulate the climate control in the penthouse was actually quite an appealing prospect, as Dandy preferred their accommodations to be hot and damp. In the lab, scientists that had not been in Dandy's cell before often complained that it felt like a "sauna," whatever that was. Others were coming and going, Johnny, Kevin, Roy, and Dandy was beginning to feel overwhelmed. It wasn't often before that they had ever interacted with more than two humans at once, and so they were unsure of how to socialize with what was essentially a pack of humans. Rather, they quietly receded from the group, and took a seat at the table across from Eilidh. They mirrored the girl's pose, resting their head on their chin, and gave a slow, soft sigh to let her know they had sat down. "Does talking too much make you tired as well?" Dandy asked them in soft tones. They liked to think of Eilidh as something of a confidant, as ideally they would be unable to keep any secrets from her. "Unless you are too tired to talk right now. I am sorry."