Henry's stomach was tight, all balled up with nerves, because this was not a quiet, close pit in the basement of Borden House, telling Richard Gansey about these things in the dark where his face was concealed. It was hard to stay neutral and reserved in the face of Ronan Lynch's judgment.
"It was a bee," Henry said, but shook his head. "It was a robot of a bee. He told Seondeok, my mother, about it, and then he came to meet her before she bought it. I don't think he--" He stopped and breathed a laugh, shook his head. "He showed her one that day, showed us both one, but it was not my RoboBee. Later, when she went to get them, he had two.
"One was the one he had shown her: just a drone basically, it responds to particular radio signals. The other one was for me."
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Date: 2016-07-10 02:11 am (UTC)"It was a bee," Henry said, but shook his head. "It was a robot of a bee. He told Seondeok, my mother, about it, and then he came to meet her before she bought it. I don't think he--" He stopped and breathed a laugh, shook his head. "He showed her one that day, showed us both one, but it was not my RoboBee. Later, when she went to get them, he had two.
"One was the one he had shown her: just a drone basically, it responds to particular radio signals. The other one was for me."