He meant it when he said it, as lies were not something that ever came easily to him, though he was struck by the strength behind his emotion. There was something about her that he couldn't put his finger on, something that made her different from the other women he'd met over the course of his missions with Michael. Was it because she seemed genuinely interested in him as well? Would she still be interested if she knew what he really was? Or would it turn more patronizing, as was usually the case when humans met the car?
And yet when he thought about it, he did find her beautiful, with her dark eyes and her petite features, the soft shade of the blush still highlighting her skin.
He really needed to stop staring.
"You don't have to thank me for anything, Ruri." It was very cute, the way she was fiddling with her shirt, but it never occurred to him that she might be feeling strangely as well. "I'm happy to help - and I'd never lie about something like your name."
Staring like a lovesick puppy was helping no one. Ugh! He had to pull his eyes away from her, find something else to focus on. Was this why Michael always seemed so odd when he was attracted to someone? Is this how he felt, and why KITT had never understood why Michael's brain suddenly seemed so mushy?
He would listen to Ruri talk all day, about anything she wished, for her found her voice to be as enchanting as the rest of her. She had an attentive audience in him.
No, he most certainly did not want her to walk him out. But knowing she must, he nodded. "So long as you promise to call me when you return. I'll come pick you up."
Pick her up? In what, exactly? It was stupid, the car that had no car of his own. Dumb, he was dumb, but he'd already said it, so now he had to figure out how to make it happen. Maybe Devon wouldn't notice if he 'borrowed' one of the Mercedes? That was if none of them noticed that the Trans Am had been missing for quite some time as it was. None of it was Ruri's problem, however, so instead, he turned towards the door, waiting for her to see him out.
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And yet when he thought about it, he did find her beautiful, with her dark eyes and her petite features, the soft shade of the blush still highlighting her skin.
He really needed to stop staring.
"You don't have to thank me for anything, Ruri." It was very cute, the way she was fiddling with her shirt, but it never occurred to him that she might be feeling strangely as well. "I'm happy to help - and I'd never lie about something like your name."
Staring like a lovesick puppy was helping no one. Ugh! He had to pull his eyes away from her, find something else to focus on. Was this why Michael always seemed so odd when he was attracted to someone? Is this how he felt, and why KITT had never understood why Michael's brain suddenly seemed so mushy?
He would listen to Ruri talk all day, about anything she wished, for her found her voice to be as enchanting as the rest of her. She had an attentive audience in him.
No, he most certainly did not want her to walk him out. But knowing she must, he nodded. "So long as you promise to call me when you return. I'll come pick you up."
Pick her up? In what, exactly? It was stupid, the car that had no car of his own. Dumb, he was dumb, but he'd already said it, so now he had to figure out how to make it happen. Maybe Devon wouldn't notice if he 'borrowed' one of the Mercedes? That was if none of them noticed that the Trans Am had been missing for quite some time as it was. None of it was Ruri's problem, however, so instead, he turned towards the door, waiting for her to see him out.