[fist on open palm, she looked determined!]

but... who else would be willing to do something so stupid on our behalf? you sound like you have an idea.
(...which, knowing you, is either good or bad...)

you rank higher than me, so you know your way around that wing better than i would. we have to make it seem like 75 died out on the field. there has to be some way we can fake it, right?...

then reaching over to give 75 a quick and brief hug.]

there has to be something i can do. don't worry about it.

making him go too crazy. i could've sworn it didn't use to be like this.

[mumble... reattaching them properly with a bit of force.]

well... i hope your mission goes well. i'll always be on your side, 75, no matter what. please let me know what i can do to help you.

want to see their goal through at all? how strange.]

don't let your ego get to you... maybe he has some kind of plan.

[but she's not sure, really.]

out movement by moving their arms and legs in various directions.]

could be that you're gaining emotions. robots who are around long enough slowly gain those capabilities, albeit, they aren't like a normal robloxian's.