Indigo is used to the surprise -- Novakid are pretty rare, after all, even in her world. She shakes her head at his question.

"Naw. They're just not somethin' ya wanna tangle with if ya don't hafta." She gives the boy -- about her height -- a surveying glance; he doesn't look much like a fighter. Still, appearances can be deceiving, so she won't make any judgements just yet. "Especially if yer unarmed."

She's not too worried about the stubbies; they're slow enough to just run from, and are small enough that they're not usually life-threatening even if you can't get away. In large enough numbers, perhaps... but still, it's the big, fluffy robots she's concerned with. She was able to fight one a while back, in order to take its fur for herself, but when she's sick like this... well, now she's going to do her best to avoid battle too.