Morningside Cuesta So that makes you... a gay robot.

He wasn't finding any sign of what he was wanting to find. But it was a luck kind of thing. Oh well. He'd just keep wandering and maybe find something.

But he wasn't alone. He was drawn out of his thoughts by someone calling. Well, sort of. His walking was interrupted, a sort of goofy wobble as he tried to move forward and turn around at the same time. Spook did manage to turn around successfully, ears pointed forward. Some guy he didn't know. Despite previous interactions, he wasn't going to be all bold or anything -- that was pretty much just an one time thing. Um, hi? Who are you? If they answered badly he could probably run home from here if needed.