“Sorry about that. Emi must have messed up her programming or something. Or maybe she shouldn’t have made a drone out of junk.” Chiara sighed and patted Emilia on the head. Just two seconds ago, she was literally jumping for joy, and now she was a nervous mess.
“A-At least I didn’t give him a concussion,” Emilia whispered from behind her cape. If Chiara wasn’t here right now, she would have already fled back to her dorm and hidden underneath her blankets for the rest of the day.
“I don’t think you should say that out of nowhere, Emi. You might scare this guy away.” Chiara walked over to the drone and picked it up, flinching when it burned her hand. “I think it overheated. Oh wait, we should introduce ourselves, shouldn’t we? My name’s Chiara, and this little munchkin here is Emilia.”
“I am not a munchkin!” Emilia pouted, sweeping her cape behind her. The blush had mostly subsided now, and only her cheeks were flushed. “I’m Emilia Rose Bates, inventor extraordinaire! And I’d thank you to give me the proper respect, Tobias’ sister!”
“There’s the Emi I know and love!” Chiara cheered, pulling the sleeves of her sweater over her hands to make it easier to carry the overheating drone. She rocked back and forth and looked at the boy.
“So what's your name?”