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Jendayi: */gleefully/ chattering at him, answering all his questions as she works on his nails. She /grins/ at Terris and Darnell when they finally come back in.*

Connor: *looks up, wry grin* Don't, Darnell. Androids don't have the same hang-ups about things as humans do.

Darnell: *hands up with a GRIN* Wasn't gonna say a word. I let my niece paint my nails once when she was younger. Heck, my sisters used to paint my nails and taught me how to paint theirs. They claimed it was so I'd be able to do so for my future wife, but I think they were just enjoying tormenting their baby brother. *said with a fond grin*

Jendayi: I could paint yours next.

Darnell: *thinks about it, shrugs* Sure, why not. *he's already wearing a flower crown on his head*

Terris: *chuckles* She'll have you both looking lovely for dinner. *a mild tease...*

Darnell: *snickers* Gotta make a good impression.

Terris: She'll certainly make sure you do.

Jendayi: You'll look your very best for dinner. *or you'll at least have painted nails and flower crowns for dinner...*

Connor: That sounds great, Jendayi. Thank you. *to all present* How do meals work here? There are so many diverse races. Is everyone on their own to meet their dietary needs, or is there a set time everyone eats?

Terris: *looks at Darnell* I imagine you at least will have meals with us. *looks at Connor* You'd certainly be welcome to join us. I don't know how often you need to eat or fuel, or...? *little shrug* The Cybertronians don't fuel often, so if they join us it's mostly to just talk. We tend to take turns cooking for everyone. It's Essen's turn tonight. So far all of our diets are similar enough that we've had no worries.

Connor: Thank you. I'll at least join at the table if no one minds.

Darnell: How many of us are there?

Terris: You've met everyone so far. There are eleven of us that share meals, including you. And there are five Cybertronians here right now.