Oh, you're quite fetching, for a human. I confess, I don't see many of you.

( she leans in, brushes the back of her hand against one of angela's curls. humans are a funny sort, but she's liked most she's met. they're so gullible. perhaps it's because they're so very short lived, rushing from one experience to another. they yearn for immediate results, immediate action, it's all now, now, now. vandii's attention flickers to angela's eyes, and a smile curves one corner of her mouth. she leans back into her own space with a pronounced gesture, not aversion or avoidance, merely someone striking a different chord. )

Height's all in the prosthesis, my darling! What's the point in having fake limbs if you can't have a little fun with them, hm?