[Rabbit does not like the turn this conversation has taken.

As Genie stands, the copper automaton quickly follows with the usual noises of her mechanical form, but the line of her lips presses together firmly, blue and green gaze following after the woman intently. Something is prickling at her senses, but the 'bot can't quite distinguish what.]

It ain't s-s-strange. It's j-just th' r-right-t-t thing t' do! Ya can't l-leave yer loved ones out just l-layin' 'round. It's disrespectful. [And also, clearly unsanitary.]