"The only bad part about it, is if someone knew what each of the colors meant, it would give you away if you didn't want to be given away." Almost like her blushing.
Sophia chuckled a little nervously. "I would ask if the rest of you is very different but I'm kind of afraid to." Not that she was afraid of him! Not at all. It did make her a little skittish to let her imagination run wild. Which it shouldn't! Robot or not he was still a man, just like John Constantine, and Arthur Morgan, and Rawdon Crawley. And everyone in between.