"You really are very beautiful when you smile."

"Thank you!"

"Yes, like that."

"Oh, you are not actually able to see me smiling back at you, are you."

"No, but I can hear it in your voice a little when you talk, and I'm working on discerning facial expressions with my weird sense."

Nod.

"Can you tell what my face looks like with the sense?"

"I can tell it apart from other faces, and I can tell smiling from not smiling. I don't have a way to - picture you."

"Would touch suffice?"

"Would it for you? If you met someone and it was pitch dark and you put your hands on their face? I don't think it'd be better than the weird sense, at any rate."

"I suppose it would not."

"Do you want to try the weird sense now?"

"Sure."

Boop.

"Oh, that is... interesting."

Annie nods, since Lucette won't be able to hear her.

"I wonder if this would be useful for diagnosing diseases... though I suppose how relevant that would be depends on the effectiveness of your healing."

Unboop. "I think it's not granular enough for identifying germs but it might be good for doing surgery? For someone with steady hands, which I don't really have. It could be that my healing doesn't handle tumors, or something, and then you'd want both."

"I was imagining it as useful for the purpose of identifying the existence of those tumors in the first place."

"Oh, yes, plausibly, if they're a different enough texture from everything else."

Nod.

"Are you comfortable testing out the benefit associated with the music allergy by granting it to me briefly?"

"...I guess since there's no one else around who might start humming... there isn't like, a doorbell, is there?"

"There is not."

"Okay."

Boop.

"Well, I don't feel immediately different - will it distress you if I scratch at my skin briefly to test whether it's healing?"