(How to interact? Oh, easy. We just nudge a touch-thirsty Aster towards a thirsty Jack, aaaand)
It was a mild habit of engineer, to hug pretty much anything of mechanical nature. Robots and animatronics were the beings he hugged most, in private because he’d rather hide the fact he could be affectionate. The cold nordic front was not to be shown as anything less than exactly who he was. But privacy of working on what he’d get hired to fix or just simply no one around and one gets a geekily affectionate person.
He’d been eying the owl ‘droid’ at moment his destroyed red eyes saw him clearly. Marvelling at the clear work and effort in his 'make’. Gosh, the nineteen year old had a mix of envy and need to be affectionate towards the 'bot’. Kind of had to. No one was around, so safe to hug. Right?
Cue the fluffy owl immediately giving the friendly stranger a tight hug back. The warm owl, whose chest rises and falls as he happily sighs. The sweet owl, who can hold a conversation that might confuse most other robots.. The owl with a secret, one which somehow nobody ever discovers! But, when you're this close, it's easy to see the grin beneath the beak.
At being hugged back, he was a tad confused. Before he felt his face grow hot. Fuck.fuck.FUCK! AH HELL! This is a person, he just had to get caught up in mechanical nature. Though. This was a first, he should have figured robots weren’t as safe anymore. I mean, his right arm is replaced with machanics. Made himself and made to seem way too real, besides being way colder than the rest of him, but still he should have figured. Warmth, breath, and grinning a bit hard for most other bots.
How to word? How to word? Aster can only really stammer as he attempts pushing away. Look anywhere. Anywhere. Though that’s hard to do when the world is mass of grey and though one eye sees 'clearly’ doesn’t mean he can tell direction that well.
The owl, in his glee at being touched, is completely oblivious to the other's discomfort. Chittering happily, he affectionately rubs his feathered cheek against his new friend's. Yay for hugs! His feathers had even started to lift up a bit, making him look larger and fluffier, before he realized his hug-ee was trying to escape. A confused hoot accompanies a lowered eyelid.
"Hoo? What's wrong, pal?"
So, this guy just figured out why the other employees warn about him latching on to anyone that gets too close, hm? He certainly is quite affectionate.. But he's used to his hugs calming others, so someone getting this riled up is quite confusing to the bird. Like, if you're so desperate for a hug, that you sneak up behind one of the robots.. The owl blinks, red lights hidden within his cheeks getting a little power as he realizes just how darn cute the person in his arms is!
"Um.. A-Are you okay?"
