“You must be the one that Commander Zero found…”Rumors of an illegal child-build reploid had already started to circulate through Hunter’s. Dakota hadn’t been sure what to expect when Zero had request her help, but aiding in getting the girl acclimated hadn’t been it.
With a smile, she leaned down slightly- though there wasn’t really that much of a difference between their heights. “My name is Dakota. I work for the man who found you. What’s your name?”
She looked up just a bit at the other before quickly averting her eyes, choppy bangs hanging over her face, uneven and mostly getting in her blue eyes.
“Rebecca.”
No last name. Not anymore. Not after her creator made it clear that she was not part of his family.
She looked back up at the other, her eyes a bit dull bit still quite vibrant. Her voice was quiet. Even though her vocal processor had been fixed from the sorry state it had been in when she was picked up, she didn’t want to stress it out.