As Adam mentioned the robot again Kyrie couldn’t help her gentle smile. A single finger would lift to her lips in the gesture to be silent - the yellow robot was a creation that needed to stay behind lips of others and she had trusted Adam with the little secret. Her hand would lower and kindly she would nod, “Yes. I believe she used part of the blender that I loaned her in its creation. But please keep Jaune to yourself.” She didn’t want to know what the guards would do if they discovered the little thing.
In understanding, Kyrie would nod. “I should let you get back to your evening, too. You’ve been through so much already.” She didn’t want to think she was overstaying her welcome, especially with the ordeal Adam had experienced upon arriving and his surprise detainment.
“I don’t live in this building,” she began, lifting her hand to motion in the direction of her own building, “but you’re welcome to visit any time, or reach out to me for anything.” Her hand would fall back to it’s appropriate side and she smiled at him. Few people reached out to her, she hoped one day for more friends but life had its ways of keeping people away from each other.