I'm Not Good With Faces, I Said, Smiling to Leria

Outdated hardware and software caused a lot of problems with leria's biographed skin. She twitched, sometimes, bent to one side, tilted her head involuntarily and uttered unintelligible sentences. The modern kind was beautiful and advanced, but more humdrum than lyria - loaded with repetitive sentences tuned for their specific functions. Roberto smirked, flinging a spatula around in his hand, bread falling on algie falling on bread sizzling on the grill,. I nodded. My stomach rumbled, rioting for the lack of other options. i'm not good with faces, though, that one is hard to forget. He indicated toward leria with his chin.