[ Booker doesn't even bother getting into it about the whining and how "unattractive" it is. That's a road he knows better than to tread on by now, and so he holds off.
He does, however, raise a brow to the cat ears on her profile picture. Booker opens his mouth to say something, but Rosalind continues before he can.
Looking at the app itself, it's completely unfamiliar. But oddly elaborate. He walks in toe to her, neck craned as he looks over her shoulder to look at the application and register its interface. Pretty straight forward, there are connections to social media, widgets... Nothing he's got a good understanding of, but he knows a "tap here" directive when he sees it.
At the last part, however, Booker finally snorts. He shakes his head. ]
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He does, however, raise a brow to the cat ears on her profile picture. Booker opens his mouth to say something, but Rosalind continues before he can.
Looking at the app itself, it's completely unfamiliar. But oddly elaborate. He walks in toe to her, neck craned as he looks over her shoulder to look at the application and register its interface. Pretty straight forward, there are connections to social media, widgets... Nothing he's got a good understanding of, but he knows a "tap here" directive when he sees it.
At the last part, however, Booker finally snorts. He shakes his head. ]
Warps reality.
[ He doesn't sound convinced. ]
Very funny.