"I do not," Baymax said. As far as he knew, there was nothing rude a about a simple request for an introduction. Though the man's accent identified him as being British, and Baymax was unfamiliar with how specific social norms in the United Kingdom might differ from those he'd become accustomed to in San Fransokyo. "I am Baymax, a personal healthcare companion. I reside with the cafe owner's family and sometimes assist her in the cafe when it is required."
"I see that you are petting Mochi," he added. "Stroking a pet is known to have beneficial effects such as a reduction in stress and anxiety and a reduced risk of cardiovascular disease. And studies have shown that the frequency of a domesticated cat's purring can also have a beneficial effect on joint mobility, especially after injury." Yes, when you have Baymax as your waiter, your meal sometimes comes with a side of fun medical facts.
That was, in fact, something that Aziraphale had noticed about people who lived "across the pond," as it were. It wasn't uncommon for random strangers to strike up a conversation with you in the middle of a store, or while you were waiting for a bus, where back home, it was seen as somewhat unusual, even if his angelic presence tended to make people want to talk to him regardless. For once, though, he was the one striking up the conversation. He smiled at the robot, mentally feeling a small, smug bit of glee at just how sentient it - he? - seemed after all. This was certainly no 'glorified toaster!'
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"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Baymax. My name is Aziraphale." He went to take a sip of his tea before the name of the cat he was still petting occurred to him and he stopped, glancing down at the massive, furry creature and giving a tickled little laugh. "Oh. Oh, that is adorable. He is certainly shaped like a piece of mochi, isn't he?"
He blinked as Baymax rattled off a series of Petting-A-Cat facts, finally taking a drink of his tea as he listened, giving a small hum of delight at the taste of it. Oh, it may not have been proper English tea, but it wasn't bad, all things considered.
"You know, I believe I had heard that somewhere, though I'm not sure where. Perhaps on the same telly channel I saw that film about the gorillas." Not that Baymax would have any idea what he was talking about. He hummed thoughtfully, looking back down at the cat and giving it a scritch down its back, to its belly, and the particularly soft, squishy feel of its tummy under his fingers made him laugh despite himself and give a tiny, happy wiggle of his shoulders. "No wonder hum-er-people enjoy their company so much. I'll admit, if their lives weren't so short, and if they didn't have such a strong dislike of my-...er..." Friend? Partner? Colleague? None of those words quite seemed to fit right, anymore. "the person I'm traveling with, I might have been tempted to own one. Animals really don't agree with Crowley." Probably due to the whole demon thing. Or the snake thing. Either way, he could only imagine the arguments that would have ensued should he adopt a cat, all made in nothing but hissing noises from one furred dependent and one scaled demon who should know better then to argue with an animal, but would do so regardless.
To be fair Baymax was technically a prototype, and more advanced than most AI enabled devices that were available on the general consumer market. And he was fortunate enough to live with a human family and friends who treated him mostly like an equal, which allowed him to gradually advance further as a learning AI.
"Yes, his general body outline is similar to the shape of most mochi," Baymax agreed. Most of it was just fur, but especially when curled up, Mochi did tend to look round enough to do credit to his namesake. And curled up seemed to be his favorite sleeping position, though he did shift slightly onto one side to allow the angel to rub his tummy. The cat gave the angel's thumb a few lazy licks before settling back to sleep properly.
Regarding Aziraphale's traveling companion and the general reaction animals often had to him, Baymax only nodded slightly. Well, as much as his construction. allowed, but it was still only slightly by human standards. "It is unusual for Mochi to be in the cafe when it is busy," he said. "Like many domesticated cats, he finds the presence of so many unfamiliar humans stressful, and usually remains upstairs. However, my scans indicate that he is currently entirely relaxed."
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Date: 2020-04-04 08:12 am (UTC)"I see that you are petting Mochi," he added. "Stroking a pet is known to have beneficial effects such as a reduction in stress and anxiety and a reduced risk of cardiovascular disease. And studies have shown that the frequency of a domesticated cat's purring can also have a beneficial effect on joint mobility, especially after injury." Yes, when you have Baymax as your waiter, your meal sometimes comes with a side of fun medical facts.
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Date: 2020-04-04 10:25 am (UTC)Aziraphale: 1, Crowley: 0
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Baymax. My name is Aziraphale." He went to take a sip of his tea before the name of the cat he was still petting occurred to him and he stopped, glancing down at the massive, furry creature and giving a tickled little laugh. "Oh. Oh, that is adorable. He is certainly shaped like a piece of mochi, isn't he?"
He blinked as Baymax rattled off a series of Petting-A-Cat facts, finally taking a drink of his tea as he listened, giving a small hum of delight at the taste of it. Oh, it may not have been proper English tea, but it wasn't bad, all things considered.
"You know, I believe I had heard that somewhere, though I'm not sure where. Perhaps on the same telly channel I saw that film about the gorillas." Not that Baymax would have any idea what he was talking about. He hummed thoughtfully, looking back down at the cat and giving it a scritch down its back, to its belly, and the particularly soft, squishy feel of its tummy under his fingers made him laugh despite himself and give a tiny, happy wiggle of his shoulders. "No wonder hum-er-people enjoy their company so much. I'll admit, if their lives weren't so short, and if they didn't have such a strong dislike of my-...er..." Friend? Partner? Colleague? None of those words quite seemed to fit right, anymore. "the person I'm traveling with, I might have been tempted to own one. Animals really don't agree with Crowley." Probably due to the whole demon thing. Or the snake thing. Either way, he could only imagine the arguments that would have ensued should he adopt a cat, all made in nothing but hissing noises from one furred dependent and one scaled demon who should know better then to argue with an animal, but would do so regardless.
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Date: 2020-04-04 10:46 pm (UTC)"Yes, his general body outline is similar to the shape of most mochi," Baymax agreed. Most of it was just fur, but especially when curled up, Mochi did tend to look round enough to do credit to his namesake. And curled up seemed to be his favorite sleeping position, though he did shift slightly onto one side to allow the angel to rub his tummy. The cat gave the angel's thumb a few lazy licks before settling back to sleep properly.
Regarding Aziraphale's traveling companion and the general reaction animals often had to him, Baymax only nodded slightly. Well, as much as his construction. allowed, but it was still only slightly by human standards. "It is unusual for Mochi to be in the cafe when it is busy," he said. "Like many domesticated cats, he finds the presence of so many unfamiliar humans stressful, and usually remains upstairs. However, my scans indicate that he is currently entirely relaxed."