[ The movement catches Era's attention, at first due to the fact that it's a reflex at this point to make sure there is no threat of attack, but then because she notes the lack of the fluidity Connor had with his coin before. It makes him seem more organic; less calculated, perfected movement.

She doesn't let her gaze linger, instead turning her focus back to the stilted conversation. Unlike her husband (or any number of her dear comrades from home, really) Era is not the best of conversationalists. Her vocabulary is adequate, and her desire to interact is not lacking. She just has... trouble sometimes. With less than a handful of years of memory Era does not have enough experience to participate in most small talk.

But she tries her best, and it isn't quite so difficult when the topic is something she's passionate about. Like Carbuncles and arcanima. ]

Thank you. [ Era's posture shifts subtly and she beams with pride. ] I have spent a great deal of time improving upon its unique geometry.

[ Emmy is obviously pleased by the praise, though it generally isn't fond of being spoken to like a pet. Both it and Era are aware that the praise Connor offered - 'good girl' - is one without an adequate genderless form though, and thus easy to overlook in favour of the intent behind it. ]

Emmy likes to think itself a good Carbuncle. Perhaps if it were less inclined to blackmail me I would be more inclined to agree.

[ Her tone is playful; teasing. Emmy responds with a silent huff and exaggeratedly ignores her in favour of moving closer to the android. Thanks to their bond Era is aware that the creature is trying to make sure Connor is comfortable while also indulging in its own curiosity about the strange man. He smells different. Feels different.

Curious, it relays to her. Curiouscurious.

And Era certainly can't begrudge it that, for its curiosity is an extension of her own.]