Rise kind of felt the same way about Shelke. At first, she would have been a little uneasy at the way she looked at her, but she's kind of started to learn that she doesn't mean anything by it. Shelke just doesn't really seem to have an understanding of how someone might want to look cute. Which is really a shame... she'd look adorable dressed up in the kinds of dresses Rise's taken to wearing lately. Or so Rise thinks.

As the other girl turns her attention to the terminal again, Rise finds herself following along, glancing over Shelke's work curiously.

"'Parting it out'...?"

Pacing nearer to Shelke, but still keeping a safe distance from the strange device, Rise takes a seat on the floor herself. Spreading out her skirt to keep it from bunching up, and folding her hands in her lap, she peers just a teensy bit closer as Shelke continues working.