Sandrone hums to herself while she works. Just a few more automatons to finish up before she has time for you. You're already playing with a few of the broken down rejects near her seat anyways.

"What do you want to do after this, doll? Mom's almost done," Sandrone states absentmindedly.

Only a couple more minutes so it should be fine to ask questions like that. Sandrone knows the answers won't be too distracting.