[When Marian opens the door, the first answer appears to be 'junk'. Anything scrounged from the stores with the metal, wiring, or circuitry is piled up in the entrance. Not one for pleasantries, she doesn't even bother with a hello.]
Close the door behind you.
[is about the best invitation that can be expected.
Once there's a fridge, microscope, computer, blackboard with a whole bunch of math... and between herself and Alphys the rest of the place has turned into disassembly central, with bits of wires, chips, and metal all sorted into piles and bins. And on what appears to be Marian's side (due to neatness and a lack of anime figures) a couple tidy stacks of papers with more diagrams and mathematical formulae written neatly and precisely.
There's also a couple mismatched but good-sized jugs, emptied and filled with water, sitting beside her chair.]
Do you need a pen? I assume from what you've described so far the exact materials don't matter.
[action]
Close the door behind you.
[is about the best invitation that can be expected.
Once there's a fridge, microscope, computer, blackboard with a whole bunch of math... and between herself and Alphys the rest of the place has turned into disassembly central, with bits of wires, chips, and metal all sorted into piles and bins. And on what appears to be Marian's side (due to neatness and a lack of anime figures) a couple tidy stacks of papers with more diagrams and mathematical formulae written neatly and precisely.
There's also a couple mismatched but good-sized jugs, emptied and filled with water, sitting beside her chair.]
Do you need a pen? I assume from what you've described so far the exact materials don't matter.