"What does that even mean?" Emily shot back, her voice already sharpening with that signature feral edge.
"I mean hobbies," Lydia clarified. "Movies. Anime. Games. Comics. Music. Human joy. Literally anything that exists outside a spreadsheet."
"HEY! That's ridiculous. I have hobbies!" Emily protested, puffing her cheeks into an indignant little ball of outrage, arms crossing tightly like a tiny dragon guarding her precious hoard.
"Such as?"
Emily thought for a moment. Visibly, her pause stretched longer than it should have, and Phei watched the gears turn behind her single visible eye with the quiet fascination of a man witnessing someone ransack an entire cathedral in search of a single misplaced coin.
"I like reading."
Catrina twisted around immediately. "Actual reading or Emily reading?"
Emily looked deeply offended, her single eye narrowing into a cute, feral glare. "What's the difference?"
