[The Terminator is in the Station for a very specific reason. He's searching for anything that can be used for spare parts. He's got a lot of wear and tear on him, and frankly, he's getting tired of the obvious stares people are giving him. Not that he can blame them. Having half your face torn off is an extreme look.
The fairies are completely unhelpful, as usual. The gossip of "a giant golem" seems to have reached even here. Turning away in frustration, he limps away from the counter. Maybe one of the humans (or human-like creatures, anyway) will be more helpful.
He reaches out and grabs Bella by the arm in an unnaturally strong grip. Well, no one ever said his people skills were at an all-time high.]
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The fairies are completely unhelpful, as usual. The gossip of "a giant golem" seems to have reached even here. Turning away in frustration, he limps away from the counter. Maybe one of the humans (or human-like creatures, anyway) will be more helpful.
He reaches out and grabs Bella by the arm in an unnaturally strong grip. Well, no one ever said his people skills were at an all-time high.]
Excuse me. May I ask you a question?