[It's an expression Yang catches easily, her own features falling even as she lightly ruffles Zwei's fur before letting him go chasing off with the ridiculously over-sized stick in his mouth.]
Penny...
[Her tone is cautious as she straightens back up, brushing her hands off on her pants as an afterthought.]
I've been wanting to ask but... [But the question is kinda entirely personal. And possibly inappropriate. All the same, she pushes forward.] Was...is there any chance somebody could've...?
[She hesitates because the wording that jumps to mind is "fixed you" but she's well aware of how much that makes Penny sound like some kind of appliance. A thing.
Yang shakes her head and tries a different avenue.]
It's just...you're made of way tougher stuff than the rest of us. I guess I was just wondering if there was any way someone, maybe somebody in Atlas, could've helped you...?
[Unconsciously, her left hand reaches up to grasp at the sleeve near her right elbow.]
[ she offers an understanding smile to yang, as reassurance that she shouldn't feel bad about asking. it's nice that she has a friend that cares enough to ask that sort of question, even if it's a little sad to think about. ]
General Ironwood might have some resources... I can see that he helped you, after all. [ her hand gestures to yang's arm - it's likely the same sort of atlesian technology in penny's own body, if not very similar. ] But I don't think he would be able to help by himself this time.
[ it wasn't that penny didn't trust the general, but he was the leader of the military that penny was technically part of. he had influence and power, but he didn't quite have the know-how to reverse what had happened to her at the festival.
her gaze looks a bit distant, almost nostalgic as she seems to be recalling a memory. ]
My father is the one that made me. If there is anyone out there that could rebuild me, it would be him.
[A small smile crosses Yang's features. It's somber but somewhat hopeful too, as she nods her understanding. Her own father had mentioned that Ironwood put his top scientists to work on the arm she was eventually given. It's kinda nice to think that maybe one of those scientists was Penny's dad, even if it's probably unlikely.
She can't help but ask curiously though.]
What's your dad like?
[Penny obviously has so much love and goodness in her, Yang would kinda like to meet the guy someday.]
He's a very nice man - one of the nicest I've ever known. [ not that she's met too many men in her life so far, but he's definitely in her list. ] And he's smart, too... Though he can be over-protective of me sometimes.
[ that part is a little annoying, but what father isn't protective of his daughter? she has a fond look in her eye now, remembering him and his lab - her home. ]
[That description does remind Yang of her own dad a little. All the good dads in Remnant seem to have a protective streak but can anyone really blame them?]
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Penny...
[Her tone is cautious as she straightens back up, brushing her hands off on her pants as an afterthought.]
I've been wanting to ask but... [But the question is kinda entirely personal. And possibly inappropriate. All the same, she pushes forward.] Was...is there any chance somebody could've...?
[She hesitates because the wording that jumps to mind is "fixed you" but she's well aware of how much that makes Penny sound like some kind of appliance. A thing.
Yang shakes her head and tries a different avenue.]
It's just...you're made of way tougher stuff than the rest of us. I guess I was just wondering if there was any way someone, maybe somebody in Atlas, could've helped you...?
[Unconsciously, her left hand reaches up to grasp at the sleeve near her right elbow.]
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General Ironwood might have some resources... I can see that he helped you, after all. [ her hand gestures to yang's arm - it's likely the same sort of atlesian technology in penny's own body, if not very similar. ] But I don't think he would be able to help by himself this time.
[ it wasn't that penny didn't trust the general, but he was the leader of the military that penny was technically part of. he had influence and power, but he didn't quite have the know-how to reverse what had happened to her at the festival.
her gaze looks a bit distant, almost nostalgic as she seems to be recalling a memory. ]
My father is the one that made me. If there is anyone out there that could rebuild me, it would be him.
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She can't help but ask curiously though.]
What's your dad like?
[Penny obviously has so much love and goodness in her, Yang would kinda like to meet the guy someday.]
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[ that part is a little annoying, but what father isn't protective of his daughter? she has a fond look in her eye now, remembering him and his lab - her home. ]
I love him very much.
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He sounds...pretty great.
[Yang glances at Penny with a warm smile.]
I hope I'll get to meet him someday.