As Yeager peered into the crater, for a time, he would see nothing but a black mass within the pool of glass, said material making it impossible to see any details, or even make out the shape of the mass.
Shortly after, however, Yeager could see jittery movement, and this was followed by a robotic hand of normal human proportions bursting from the pool, the glass drooping down the fingers. If the metal had a paintjob, it couldn't be be seen in its current state. The fingers of the hand moved in erratic ways, followed by more of the arm emerging. The forearm lacked anything in the way of a protective housing, a chassis, pneumatic joints, and wiring laying bare.
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Approaching Hillary further, Timea a small smile on her face as the girl returned the wave. Stopping two paces in front of Hillary, Timea knelt down on one knee, giving a more bright smile after. "Why, hello", she began, then, more softly, added, "It's all right Hillary, you don't have to be nervous like that." At the spoke, Timea moved her hand to Hillary's face, and placed the tips of her index and middle finger under Hillary's chin. "Now why don't you tell me how you've been, hmm?"