Oh yeah, he can see why Harley mentioned going off solid foods. Once the mechanics reach a certain point, there's just not enough of an organic digestive system left to handle it. He's never met a Sim that could handle solid food. Some of them can do liquids, but he'll make somebody eat his hat if he ever finds one that can down a cheeseburger.
Still...it's a good look on her. Jack's never been what he'd consider a robophile, but it's not like he never dabbled in botsex. And not just testing out the Handsome Jack sexbots for Opportunity, he'd spent plenty of time in The Handsome Jackpot's red light district. And Harley is one sexy cyborg.
That he's spending the holiday with. When was the last time he even did that? He doesn't remember. And it's not like it's one of those little stupid holidays, it's friggin Mercenary's Day. Which, as far as Jack's been able to tell, is exactly the same as Christmas just without all the religious shit. But whatever! She's his best friend, who else would they spend the holidays with? Nobody? That's just stupid.
And so what if it is kinda romantic? He's never been shy about how he feels, he's still not about to push for any kind of official relationship or something. They're a pair of friggin robots for fuck's sake, they can do what they want and call it whatever they want.
"Nah, I got it." It's not much to him, with his robotic strength. He gets the crate in back on his own and hops in the front seat. "Alright, you're gonna wanna hit Bavan and head north east. Castle's up on the coast. It's...it's exactly what I asked for! A big ass friggin castle!"
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Still...it's a good look on her. Jack's never been what he'd consider a robophile, but it's not like he never dabbled in botsex. And not just testing out the Handsome Jack sexbots for Opportunity, he'd spent plenty of time in The Handsome Jackpot's red light district. And Harley is one sexy cyborg.
That he's spending the holiday with. When was the last time he even did that? He doesn't remember. And it's not like it's one of those little stupid holidays, it's friggin Mercenary's Day. Which, as far as Jack's been able to tell, is exactly the same as Christmas just without all the religious shit. But whatever! She's his best friend, who else would they spend the holidays with? Nobody? That's just stupid.
And so what if it is kinda romantic? He's never been shy about how he feels, he's still not about to push for any kind of official relationship or something. They're a pair of friggin robots for fuck's sake, they can do what they want and call it whatever they want.
"Nah, I got it." It's not much to him, with his robotic strength. He gets the crate in back on his own and hops in the front seat. "Alright, you're gonna wanna hit Bavan and head north east. Castle's up on the coast. It's...it's exactly what I asked for! A big ass friggin castle!"