Some sort of golem, maybe? But Genevieve's never heard of one that could talk, much less one who would be so animated and excited over a perceived similarity. She's fascinated, but still polite. The more probing questions can at least make it past introductions.

"I understand completely." She gives Robin a dimpled smile. "I am Genevieve Lefoux." She gives a little bow, best she can without revealing anything in this flimsy outfit.