Junkrat sinks down to a crouch, unabashedly inspecting the newly-exposed mechanics; he feels no shame about staring hard at the strange new parts, an eyebrow raised.
"... the hell is goin' on here?" He can definitely see that there are parts intended to move-- he just isn't entirely sure how or where, just by eyeballing them. He allows himself to touch, finally, though not too carefully, exploring the layers of moving parts that made up what would be the bot's hips and legs with his fingertips-- he's grown quite used to exploring machines that way, as it was often difficult to see all the way into the little spaces they offered to work in.
Finally, he taps the modesty plate directly, looking up at Zenyatta with a mix of curiosity and frustration.
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Date: 2016-12-09 09:49 pm (UTC)Junkrat sinks down to a crouch, unabashedly inspecting the newly-exposed mechanics; he feels no shame about staring hard at the strange new parts, an eyebrow raised.
"... the hell is goin' on here?" He can definitely see that there are parts intended to move-- he just isn't entirely sure how or where, just by eyeballing them. He allows himself to touch, finally, though not too carefully, exploring the layers of moving parts that made up what would be the bot's hips and legs with his fingertips-- he's grown quite used to exploring machines that way, as it was often difficult to see all the way into the little spaces they offered to work in.
Finally, he taps the modesty plate directly, looking up at Zenyatta with a mix of curiosity and frustration.
"What's all this about, huh?"