[ What a curious person. And very strange...maybe a bit dense. Azusa hums softly, looking him over with an intense curiosity that glints in grey eyes. This conversation is definitely off the rails from where it started, and that's perfectly fine. It's not like he had much else on his mind besides getting home and finding a nice knife.

Ah...he feels too put-together, in a sense. There's not a throbbing wound anywhere, nobody talking to him in that familiar way. This is a good distraction, by the by. ]

Huh? I didn't...but you keep saying Yorha, and I don't know what that is. I've never seen a real robot before...

[ Anyway, he's been given what he asked for, so Azusa takes the offered hand with his own, pressing his thumbs against the back of the other's hand, feeling the curve of his knuckles and veins. So smooth and unmarred...feels human enough, though? He starts to dig his nails into the skin, without thinking much about it- ]

Eh...it's soft. Just like a human... [ His fixation is kicking in. ] Do you bleed, too? If you got cut, right here...would you feel it?