The Cyborg smirked a bit in response to the beautiful droid’s answer,  slowly he removed his hand from her flesh and slid one of his thumbs into his belt loop.  Richard couldn’t help but scan that beautiful face…  god he wanted to touch the soft pseudo-skin, the living machine decided against it of course,  don’t hit on the boss’s woman.  He wanted to stay employed,  and without her he’d need to go to a body chop shop for further enhancements.<br/><br/>Those of his observed the playful flirtation going on before he walked back to his chair allowing his mechanical form to collapsed into it with a heavy thud.  He crossed one of his legs over the other and tapped his finger tips against the table top.<br/><br/>Was this jealousy he was feeling?  Nah…  just a bit of lust…  it’ll be fine once he has the opportunity to actually get into a physical confrontation.  Richard cracked his knuckles, causing soft metallic clicks.  Well, while the two of them continued with their little game,  he just opened up a solitaire program he had installed earlier displaying the game over what his optics were receiving.