My friend Jenny is a robot! Or, like, not technically, because she's a construct, but I don't know what the difference is, so we all just call her a robot usually.

[ There's a lot about Fool's appearance to take in—his horns glitter and sparkle as they catch the light, and his eyes are just as blank as her own and glowing a bright golden yellow. ]

Nice to meet you, Danger! I'm Fool.