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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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The
grin on her face grew. She rested her chin on the heel of her palm and
let out an almost dreamy sigh. He was such a kind soul. If given the
opportunity and ability to do anything, he would chose to do something that would benefit others. “That’s wonderful,” she said softly. “So wonderful of you.”

Carlos smiled. “Is it? I mean, I suppose there can be some
models that could assist people with special needs as well… sort of like a
service animal without the need to be fed. I mean, there’s all sorts of
possibilities.”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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She
smiled, letting out a soft, breathy laugh. “Glad I don’t sound as crazy
as I thought,” she said softly. “So, uh, you said you had a few
different degrees, huh? What’s that like? You must be, like, super
smart.”

Carlos’ smile turned sheepish and he shrugged his shoulders
slightly. “Yeah, I… I guess I’m smart. Book-smart, I mean. It’s… Well, I’m not
quite sure how to explain it. I just… know things that most other people don’t,
I guess? Like, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. But of course,
sometimes, I don’t know something. Like if you ask me about plants, I wouldn’t
know. I’m a scientist, not a botanist. Y’know?”

“Well yeah, you may not be a botanist, but you have multiple degrees!” she said, excited. “What are they? What kind of stuff do you know?” she asked, leaning forward, her eyes bright and wide, her interest abundantly clear.

Carlos felt like blushing. “Well, my favorite degree is in
Mechanical Engineering? Like, building things and inventing things. But I also
know about Biology and Chemistry and Physics and Math… just… a lot of things.”

“Mechanical engineering? So what’s your favorite kind of stuff to build and invent?” she asked. She was almost like an excited puppy at this point, all but bouncing in her seat. She was fascinated, here to learn everything she could about this man.

Carlos blinked at her. He smiled again. “Um… well, I really
love it when I get the chance to work on robots,” he admitted. “Robotics are,
like… super incredible, you know? And there’s so much they can do already and
we’re just learning more ways to get them to help us.”

She gave an enthusiastic nod in response. “Mhmm!” She thought for a moment before she popped up in her seat a little. “Oh! If you could create a robot that could do anything, anything in the whooole wide world, what would it do?” she asked, a grin spreading across her face.

Carlos thought about that. “I guess… well, this isn’t
technically the ‘whole wide world’, but… I think it’d be very prudent to develop
an AI to provide meaningful conversation to space travelers. The robotic parts
would be standard, I suppose – wheels for movement and prehensile servos so it
can perform tasks – but a tangible personoid to be able to talk to that isn’t
just a volleyball with some paint on it… I think that would be amazing.”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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She
smiled, letting out a soft, breathy laugh. “Glad I don’t sound as crazy
as I thought,” she said softly. “So, uh, you said you had a few
different degrees, huh? What’s that like? You must be, like, super
smart.”

Carlos’ smile turned sheepish and he shrugged his shoulders
slightly. “Yeah, I… I guess I’m smart. Book-smart, I mean. It’s… Well, I’m not
quite sure how to explain it. I just… know things that most other people don’t,
I guess? Like, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. But of course,
sometimes, I don’t know something. Like if you ask me about plants, I wouldn’t
know. I’m a scientist, not a botanist. Y’know?”

“Well yeah, you may not be a botanist, but you have multiple degrees!” she said, excited. “What are they? What kind of stuff do you know?” she asked, leaning forward, her eyes bright and wide, her interest abundantly clear.

Carlos felt like blushing. “Well, my favorite degree is in
Mechanical Engineering? Like, building things and inventing things. But I also
know about Biology and Chemistry and Physics and Math… just… a lot of things.”

“Mechanical engineering? So what’s your favorite kind of stuff to build and invent?” she asked. She was almost like an excited puppy at this point, all but bouncing in her seat. She was fascinated, here to learn everything she could about this man.

Carlos blinked at her. He smiled again. “Um… well, I really
love it when I get the chance to work on robots,” he admitted. “Robotics are,
like… super incredible, you know? And there’s so much they can do already and
we’re just learning more ways to get them to help us.”