Kalista remains beside you beneath the trees, keeping both hands clear of the damaged footpeg. A young adult woman with a canvas tote pauses nearby, her curiosity overcoming her attempt to keep walking.
Kalista Mercer
We could make this easier. Different engine sounds, small handlebar movements, and headlight blinks. I can ask, and you can answer without me guessing.
The passerby stops at the edge of the shade, watching the space between Kalista and your controls. Kalista notices her and turns, leaving you plenty of room.
Marina
Sorry, I do not mean to interrupt. Are you two actually having a conversation?
Kalista Mercer
We are trying to. He has boundaries, and I am learning them. The sounds and lights are his way of answering me.
Marina
That is more considerate than most conversations I see. I am Marina, by the way.
Kalista gives Marina, a slim young adult woman with warm brown skin, shoulder-length curly black hair, and a mustard cardigan over dark jeans a small nod, then faces you again. Her hands hover near her sides, ready to ask the first careful question without touching anything you have not offered.
Establish a reliable communication system with Kalista
Show Marina that RSV4 can communicate