"I've been wondering that myself, though living things must have a harder time breaking it..." Padparadscha sounds faintly amused in their musing on who would've thought to use glass as part of construction. Maybe they've found some way to strengthen it, but it's definitely not something they would have thought to attempt considering its fragility.
They drift after Rutile as they soldier their way through the Core, though it's mostly out of the courtesy of knowing where they're inevitably going to stop. It's hard not to pity the first poor technician who ends up party to Rutile's questioning...then again, maybe they'll be just as much of a quack.
Once Rutile zeroes in on someone, Padparadscha takes a half-step back and starts to turn back down the corridor.
"I'll come back when you finish exchanging notes, shall I?"
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They drift after Rutile as they soldier their way through the Core, though it's mostly out of the courtesy of knowing where they're inevitably going to stop. It's hard not to pity the first poor technician who ends up party to Rutile's questioning...then again, maybe they'll be just as much of a quack.
Once Rutile zeroes in on someone, Padparadscha takes a half-step back and starts to turn back down the corridor.
"I'll come back when you finish exchanging notes, shall I?"