[after meeting]
[Miranda has a love-flail relationship with books and shelves. She does love them, but dropping them on herself regularly makes her a bit wary. She usually asks for a robot's help so she doesn't make a bigger mess. Then she sees the food. The robots can be so nice.]
Oh, thank you, really. Someone should just...
[She starts moving papers to make room but she's only making a bigger mess. There's just too much of it. Sorry Lavi, you're about to get a lap full of papers.]