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The girl at the front of the bus seemed to relax, just a fraction, as she let her eyes explore the rest of the bus. For the time being, no one was going to attack her, and she was pleasantly surprised that she had so much room to herself. She slipped out of her seat and took a backward step, toward the front of the bus, and then turned to face her bot, pulling a small piece of thin, flat tin from her pack. She tightened whatever screws she could see and wiped the hovering machine down, occasionally glancing at the others spread about the room-like space.

Jo had smiled at her. Danaya chewed on her lip as she mulled that over, adding in the new data she was being given now through Jo's blunt behavior. She seemed to -want- to fuck, which was an alien concept to the girl. Raised in a vault, she was taught that sex and emotion were linked, and important. To give it away so freely...Danaya didn't think she liked it, but she decided she'd think about it later, when she was alone. For now, she just kept watching, and listening, and filing things away. The rain outside tried to rinse the world of its unnatural filth, but this bus full pushed through it, the man-made machine oblivious to nature's desires.