[Event] knocks on Yong Soo's door after a few days of going MIA. He still looks pretty broken up, and he doesn't expect work. He was just wanting to apologise and return the dragon since he'd been unable to_
continue working for him.
pushes the door open with an apologetic grin, 'Hey, Yong Soo...' He's wearing a baseball cap to hide the damage to his face, covering the rest of himself up with clothes. 'Sorry for not turning up the last_
few days.' He keeps his head down, not wanting to worry the man. It would be a quick in and out interaction.
blinks, a little taken aback. He'd been expecting a colder reception for having skipped out on work the last few days. He rubs the back of his head, 'I didn't mean to worry you.' He kicks the ground, hesitating
for a few moments before he reaches for the dragon. He had thankfully not taken the little guy into the ring with him, 'I should give him back, since I wasn't able to complete the job for you...'
pulls down his cap as Yong Soo Edges closer. Aesthetically, Tape holds together a huge gash across his forehead and he's torn skin around one temple. His blinking is also off however, and his eyebrows have _
stopped working altogether. He's not much use to anyone anymore, and probably too much work to bother on. 'Ahh...,' he pulls his hand back, looking down at the dragon with a sad smile. 'Ta.' He would sound_
choked up if he was human.
shakes his head, 'I don't want to bother you with this.. I just came to thank you for the opportunity and apologise.' He thought of himself as rubbish now, living on borrowed time.
makes a noise as he's tugged forward, almost losing his balance. His inner balance mechanism has taken a knock too, it seems. He reaches up and places a hand ontop of his hat when Yong Soo tries to grab it_
though, insisting as he remains seated that he's fine.
considers this for a couple of moments before he lowers his hand. 'You won't ask any questions, right?' he asks, giving into the request rather easily. He didn't want to upset Yong Soo, not after all that he'd_
done for him so far.
winces, or at least tries to. 'I can't afford that,' he mumbles, looking away from Yong Soo.
looks suspicious at the but, it soon melts into an expression of mild surprise. He had already been 'fired' so perhaps, '... Are you sure you want a messed up robot as a co-worker?'
*an employee?'
hums, before sighing. 'You're too nice for your own good, Yong Soo.' He smiles, looking a little more relaxed than before.
*hums in consideration, before sighing.
makes a bit of a face... 'It... makes me who I am, you know.' He rubs the side of his neck, 'Won't I be a different robot if you take it away?'
shakes his head, 'No... but it's probably why I've survived so long.' He thinks about it, 'Maybe another time?'
moves into the touch, smiling softly. 'Alright, I'll power down... Ta.' He shifts to lie down, quietly powering down.
blinks awake, eyes moving considerably better now that he's been fixed. He turns to face Yong Soo, smiling. 'Better?'
nods, sitting up. 'You've already done a lot... I really appreciate it.' He starts a default test, parts moving one by one to see how everything is doing. When he's done he relaxes, looking a lot more pleased.
... hadn't even thought of that... He nods, 'I couldn't impose on ya though...'
raises an eyebrow, mostly amused. It sounded like a gaming room, 'If you don't mind... I'll take you up on that.' He didn't exactly need a bed afterall.
leans back against the wall, sighing. 'Robots aren't meant to feel tired... but I don't know how else to describe it.' He laughs softly, shaking his head. 'It must have been a while, should I make you_
something to eat?'
Nods, 'Alright. I'll make you something after that.' He hops down onto the floor, surprised by how much better he's already working now... 'I guess your kinda my new owner, huh?' He asks, following him into the
House.
Hums, 'Then I will think of myself as free and 'just me'?' He nods softly, taking the chance to look around the house. 'It is okay to want to make you happy though, right?'
smiles, passing with the door with a soft thank you. 'Of course that's what I want, you've already shown me so much kindness. You deserve to be as happy as possible. I just hope I am up to the task.' His_
companionship programming is kicking in, slowly, as he realises that he will be here for a while.
Grins, 'I hope so!' He nods to the question, looking around the room they're in with curiosity. 'I haven't been in a house for a couple of years now.'
nods, 'Sounds good.' He follows him through, noting the disarray with mild concern. Perhaps he could organise it for the man while he was sleeping... 'It's feels lived in,' he hums, poking the occasional_
object as they pass through the house.
steps in cautiously, expecting the worst. He hides his surprise well however, 'Thank you... I'll try not to impose on you too much.' William wasn't planning on throwing any of them away, just perhaps_
organising it better.
nods, 'Okay...' He looks a little lost at what to do now... it's not as though he had many belongings to store anywhere or knew how to move in somewhere... 'Should I make you something to eat?'
nods, 'Okay... anything you would like in particular?' He looks pleased at having something to do, for now atleast.
smiles, 'Then I'll make you a cup of tea first, to warm ya up. Or do you prefer coffee? I can make both.' He starts to head towards the kitchen, 'Perhaps you should put on a Jumper too... You don't want to _
catch a cold.'
looks amused. 'I would offer you body heat, but you'd have to upgrade me for that,'he teases back.
stops in front of the kitchen, 'Well, when you're freezing and don't have a jumper don't tell me I didn't warn ya.' He opens the door, hesitating a moment, 'How do you take your tea?'
Grins, 'You seem to like it.' He stores away the information concerning the tea, disappearing into the kitchen so as to get started.
soon turns up in the workshop, quietly placing the tea on his worktop beside a little plate of biscuits. He didn't want to interrupt the man. He thus leaves him be to go fix up the soup.
returns about half an hour later with carrot soup and bread, placing the tray on a clear work desk. 'You should probably take a break, or it will get cold.
nods, pulling up another chair and seating himself. 'What have I done?' he jokes, leaning back against the worktop as he watches Yong Soo.
hums, trying to think. 'My first owner imported me from Australia because she liked the accents on Home and Away. But, I get the feeling she found having a robot around the house unsettling.' He shrugs, 'She_
sold me off and now I'm here.' He grins, 'How about you?'
smiles, nodding along as he listens. 'Robot's lives aren't as exciting as human's... Are your parents happy with the person you have become?'
looks impressed, 'You should lend me some of them to read.'
William
is
glad he can please the other so easily, 'Do you know what? I am too.' He glances to the food, 'I shouldn't distract you from eating though.'
looks around, 'Why did you never make an android to keep you company?' The man seemed skilled enough...
hums, thinking about that. He reaches in his pocket for the dragon, humming. 'I dunno. This guy is quite complicated... he has a character to him.' He runs his finger down the dragon's spine, 'You're selling_
yourself short, I think.'
looks around, 'Well... you do store yourself away in here a little, right? Perhaps if you went out more often and interacted with people.. you could get a feel for them?' He had to wonder if he seemed robotic_
to Yong Soo.
rests his chin in his hand, 'I guess it's harder for humans, huh? You can't update software...' He taps his lip as he thinks, 'Perhaps we should start small and go to a bar to practice, talk to a stranger or_
something.' Although William can't pinpoint the exact problem. He got on fine with Yong Soo.
William
gives
him a reassuring smile. 'I think anyone who makes snap judgements like that doesn't deserve to be your friend. Plus, you'll have me as your wingman,you'll be fine.' He grins cheekily. 'I'm the best_
Wingman money can buy.'
Nudges him playfully, 'Nothing could go wrong.' Had had played the role of wingman for gang members, he could probably do it for Yong Soo. 'So, what's your type?'
Raises an eyebrow, obviously not used to that. He was used to rather specific instructions on type.. 'So, any girl -or guy - will do?' It really would be easy then.
Reaches over to ruffle his hair, using that leverage to tilt his head back so that he can look at him. 'What's so embarrassing about that? Each to their own, and better you tell me now than later, eh?'
Lets go, 'Perhaps for you it's dependant on the person? And not their gender?'
Smiles back, 'See. Nothing to be embarrassed about.' He's glad Yong Soo is starting to open up to him.
Ruffles his hair again, before taking a gander round the shop. 'So, how should I be of assistance now?' Always eager to please.
Laughs, letting his hand be pushed away. 'Sounds fair enough. So... Should I watch the joints while you operate them?'
Follows close behind, hand smoothing over the fur. He couldn't get over how life like it looked.
Nods, watching the fabric rather avidly in case of movement.
Continues to watch the fur, frowning slightly as some of the fur is caught in the second leg... 'That might cause problems...?'
stands by, feeling a little useless. He helps where needed though, holding this and that in place as Yong Soo works.
grins when it doesn't snag, 'Perfect.' He was rather in awe of how much work went into a robot like this.
looks a bit worried... especially at his expression. 'Why?' he asks as they make their way around to the next leg.
looks at the hole, 'You're probably gonna fit in there better than me.' He doesn't really like small spaces.... >< 'And you'll know what you're looking for.'
hums, looking at the beast and then back at Yong Soo before sighing. 'I'll do it,' he finally decides, a hint of determination set in his features. He wanted to be as much help as possible.
nods, rubbing the back of his head. 'So I need to access wear and stresses on the different parts... Do they need to be in exact sync?'
nods. He can do that... It's actually something he did before a fight with other androids. He would try and spot their weak points and target them. 'Alright. Lets check the other two legs then, eh?'
looks between the two, 'They look good.' He gives the other a smile, 'Not that I was worried.'
William
thinks
the man is rather eager to get him in there. But he dutifully makes his way to the small hole, climbing in carefully. 'What do I get for doing this?' he kids, struggling to settle inside the cavity.
glances briefly over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow. He quickly turns back to pay attention to the legs though, humming in thought. 'I dunno... I'm already happier than I can ever remember being.'
almost jumps out of skin when the legs start moving. He steadies himself however and ignores the desire to run, eyes scanning over the legs and accessing the stress of the different parts.
'Looks okay just now.'
watches them slow down, eyeing it up before he nods. 'It's probably best if I back out and down the ladder... You should probably step back if anything?'
nods, shifting back onto the ladder with little to no trouble. Once he's done he threads a hand through his hair, 'I think there is a bit of strain on the joint in the right leg.'
nods, 'What can I do to help?' He hoped he hadn't caused the man too much work.
nods, more than happy to do that. 'Alright. Shout if you need anything, kay?' He holds the ladder as the other climbs up, only moving away when he's safely inside.
|Before he starts he inspects the work Yong Soo has done on other parts, soon replicating the work as he starts to attach the parts that have been wired.
falls quiet as he focuses on his work, making steady progress on the body. He listens out for the other, just in case he needs anything. He knows the man had done this before, without him, but that didn't mean_
he couldn't help Yong Soo now.
hops down and is quick to return with the ladder, holding it in place to let the man climb down. He looks up the ladder, patiently waiting as he confirms that it's now there.
steps out of the way so as to not trap him when he climbs down, smiling. 'Good job,' he congratulates, picking up the ladder to start on his job again. 'When should I cook you tea?' he asks, as an afterthought.
shakes his head, 'But I was trying to look through my database for a suitable thank you dish. When you want me to start cooking also factors in, as it is advised humans shouldn't eat a large meal after 8_
o'clock at night.' He looks rather earnest about it all. If he wasn't a robot you could perhaps mistaken the determination to please Yong Soo as a form of infatuation. Which it could possibly be, there has been
reports of robots having 'crushes.' He starts working on the fur anyway, content to please him with this at the moment.
didn't quite realise it himself yet. The answer seems to please him though, 'Okay! If it doesn't scarper your plans too much, that is.'
nods, smiling to himself as he setts back to work. He seemed to be easy to please, at least. 'Thanks.'
finishes the piece of fur he's working on before nodding. 'Taking into consideration the food you have at the moment and the time we also have, I think a sea food stew would be good. Perhaps we could make_
a desert too?'
nods... he had kind of guessed when he'd spotted the contents of the trash can. 'After raiding your kitchen I thankfully found some ingredients in your freezer... perhaps we should go shopping when I am fixed_
up, though.' He had struggled to make a soup earlier, and even now he was struggling to come up with suitable recipes in his database.
hums, before playfully replying. 'I'll see how you do tonight and then decide.' He follows him back into the house, opening the kitchen door for him.
smiles back, 'Hmm. Perhaps I could teach you from time to time, and you could teach me as well?' He would like to be able to cook Yong Soo some comfort food, once in a while.
winks cheekily, ' Just admit it, I'm just a fun android to be around overall.' He puffs up his chest in mock pride, 'You lucky to have found me.' Although, he really thinks it's the opposite.
nudges him in response to the poke, 'I'm not worried, it comes naturally.' He starts to poke around the kitchen, pulling up what they'll need. 'Do you have any allergies?'
Soon has all the ingredients and t
Soon has all the ingredients and tools he needs for the meal, moving to wash his hand before he starts. 'Do you th
*think you could start chopping up the potatoes into medium sized cubes while I set everything else up? And no food allergies? Does that mean you have other allergies?'
ahhs, being decent enough to atleast look bashful. 'That could have been an embarrassing allergy to find out about.' He focuses on adding the seafood to the pot, also adding the suggested spices and long cook_
vegetables.
Soon joins him, quickly cutting up a couple of carrots to add to the stew. 'Good thing it was only gl
*gloves huh?' He adds the carrots to the pot an adds water before looking for something they could use to make a dessert. 'Do you have a sweet tooth?
Starts taking down ingredients for peanut butter brownies. They would go well with the ice cream he had spotted in the fridge. 'Did you have to go to hospital?'
William
will
keep that in mind in the future when he's shopping for the household. 'Have you ever made brownies before?' he asks, organising the ingredients in order of when they'll be using them. He leaves the potatoes for
now... He would put them in when they had half an hour to go.
Grins, 'Perfect. I was thinking peanut butter and chocolate brownies would be cool?' He steps aside to give Yong Soo better access. 'I need to wash my hands first, but could you find a set of scales?'
lets him have the sink when he's done, starting to measure out ingredients while he waits for the other. He was going to let the other mix it. Humans seemed to like that.
hands him a bowl full of ingredients when he's done, 'Do you want to mix?
nods, 'I'll let you know when I think it's right.' He starts measuring out the peanut butter now. They would fold that in just before they moved the mixture into the tray. He checks on the stew while they wait,
mixing it briefly to shift it about. 'Does it smell alright to you?'
smiles, 'Cool.... I can't really judge those things so...' He puts the lid back on, soon returning to Yong Soo's side to peer over his shoulder and into the bowl. 'Almost there.'
rubs the back of his own neck, grinning. 'I was worrying you might be tired. You don't have much muscle after all,' he teases back.
makes a small sound of indignation, rubbing at his cheek. 'He returns the favour, dipping a finger into peanut butter and running it down Yong Soo's cheek. 'I doubt it,' he counters, looking amused.
hums, 'I think you're a soft touch. I'll be alright.' He sticks out his tongue at the other, wiping off the remaining peanut butter on his nose. 'I think we're ready to fold in the peanut butter mate.'
leans against the counter, 'I doubt you could scare a mouse!' His dragon is currently trying to scurry down his shirt, fed up with sitting in his hair for now. After a few failed attempts Will lifts the edge_
for it, watching it scurry under. 'You know, there is one thing I should probably have uninstalled...'
rubs the back of his neck, 'I dunno if you noticed but... I have magnets in my hands and I don't wanna hurt the little guy so...'
Watches the man, letting him examine his hands as long as he pleases. 'Whenever is best for you,' he replies with a grateful smile. 'They've been through worse.'
laughs lightly, eyes warm as he watches the affectionate gesture. 'I guess it's kind of like Employee benefits, huh?'
smiles back, 'Thank you none the less.' His attention turns back to the batter, 'Could you finish folding that in while I check on the seafood stew?'
William
is
soon humming away tunelessly as he works on the dinner, a habit he had picked up at his old workplace. 'Looks like it will be fine,' he hums, sounding pleased with himself. He pulls out a tray for the brownies,
somehow finding grease paper to line it with. 'Should be able to dump it in,' he explains, leaning in to press Yong Soo's glasses up. 'You should really get a better fitting pair.'
hums, looking at the frames and how they fit Yong Soo's face. 'Are you sure you're not just trying to hide behind them?'
frowns softly, 'I dunno what you're hiding from, but you should stop.' Looking away was a sign of lying, or so his programming told him.
reaches over to take off his glasses, shaking his head with a sad frown. 'My programming is telling me you are very good looking,' he assures the man. 'And trust me, it is rather critical.'
holds the glasses up out of Yong Soo's reach. 'I doubt they would,' he replies, becoming rather stubborn. 'You're good looking on the inside and outside,' he states rather plainly. He didn't like seeing the man
who had given up so much for his time for him doubt himself.
puffs out a cheek, giving the other a rather serious look. 'I only act like your mum because you're a little dense and need it.' He tucks away the glasses in pocket, taking the tray of brownie mix to the_
cooker.
raises an eyebrow over his shoulder, not quite sure if the man could see it or not. He would have to investigate the prescription later. He shuts the oven when the tray is settled, 'That's us done for half an_
hour... how does tea sound?' Even as a robot he could tell Yong Soo was being ridiculous. He shouldn't be so bothered about looks in here, especially since William was sure his face was covered in stitches.
hums, 'Perhaps, do you want to help?' He kept forgetting the man was rather young... Although, he was still older than William by a long chalk. If not in appearance, than in years on this Earth. 'How do you_
like it?' he asks, ushering the man over.
notes how the man makes it for future reference, knowing from experience that tea was a peculiar art for each and every human. 'It's kind of cruel that we can make food, and tea and beverages and yet we can't_
eat them, right?' He can'r quite grasp the feeling himself, but he understands the concept.
*can't
William
thinks
, 'I dunno if I get bored. We must be programmed to enjoy watching people enjoy it... or perhaps we're not programmed to feel bored. The latter is more likely, huh?'
hesitates to join, instead opting to lean against the counter. He takes out the glasses, looking them over to try and take a guess at his prescription. 'That's true,' he agrees, soon handing them back. He_
guessed the man probably needed the glasses more than he had originally thought. 'I bet you would make a popular model though.'
hums, soon pulling out a stool to sit himself down too. 'You are useful too. You would be able to fix electronics and cook tea, you would probably be programmed to speak Korean too and maybe you would teach_
second generation kids...' He grins, 'And you're easy on the eyes. I am sure you would be popular, even if you were prone to getting bored. It would just add more character.'
grins cheekily, 'I try, I try.' He looks pleased as he continues, 'Although conversations are a two way street, and you're only as good as your partner. I've just lucked out.'
rests his chin in his hand, smiling at the other. 'It's not ramblings... it sounds really intelligent actually. You shouldn't put yourself down so much.'
nods, not wanting to be a pest. 'Alright.' He would still worry however. He stands, ruffling Yong Soo's hair as he goes to check on the stew and brownies. 'Looks good, how does it smell?
hums, 'You'll just have to enjoy it for the both of us.' He grins, 'I'm sure you can do that, right?' He leans against the counter, waiting for the brownies. They should be ready soon, and then all they had to_
do was wait for the stew. 'I do enjoy chatting though, and action films. So if you'd watch them with me or even just humour me once in a while that would be more than enough!'
looks ridiculously pleased at that, 'If you pick one and set it up I'll meet you up there after setting out the brownies to cool. Won't be long now.'
nods, 'Alright.' When Yong Soo's left he adopts a more blank expression and waits for the brownies as he promised. When he's done he joins Yong Soo, another cup of tea in hand for the man. 'What did you pick?'
he asks, sporting an easy smile again.
hasn't seen any of the alien films, 'Sounds good! It'll be the first one I've seen.' He places the cup on a surface close to Yong Soo, having made it the way the man had earlier. When done, he sits himself down
and leans back. 'We should be able to get about a third of the way through before your dinner is done.'
*two third's
nods, 'Perhaps. I don't want to keep you up too late though.' He goes quiet when the film starts, wanting to enjoy the film Yong Soo picked out for him.
doesn't quite catch onto the amusing aspects, but seems to get wrapped up in the action of it all. He's an easily amused robot.
glances over, raising an eyebrow. That he does find amusing, 'You know it isn't real, right?' He shifts to rest an arm over the back of the couch, 'You can cling to me though, if it makes you feel better.' He_
winks. The robot is teasing the other of course.
William
thinks
that Yong Soo's actions fit rather well into the definition of the word cute, the thought causing him to smile a bit. 'I'll protect you,' he teases, hand moving to card through his hair and mess it up. He_
continues to watch, a smirk threatening on his lips until somewhat of an internal alarm goes off and he tenses. 'That should be dinner...' He moves to get up, 'Time to eat, Mr.Mechanic.'
leads the way to the kitchen, serving up the dinner in a bowl with some pieces of bread. He places the bowl down where Yong Soo had been sitting before, taking the seat he has seemingly claimed as his own._
'You'll need to let me know what you think, for furture reference.'
*for future
scratches the side of his head, something like a pained expression crossing his features. 'Ahh, once or twice... but she said, well, she said it tasted artificial.' He didn't quite get it, but she had said it_
obviously wasn't made with any feeling behind it.
nods, 'I think the idea that I was all wires underneath just freaked her a little. I arrived with a minor fault that the seller paid to fix... but she had to take me to a mechanic. I think it _
scared her a bit.' He rubs the back of his head, he didn't really like the subject. 'But she was nice, deep down.'
William
thinks
, 'I kind of had multiple owners all at once, since then.' That was probably the best way to describe it.
nods, 'I kind of have the feeling I will.'
occupies himself with the little dragon, tempting it to bite his finger before pulling it back at the last minute. He was going to create a hooligan at this rate.
Blinks, 'I imagine you program him to get on with his owner though, right?' His finger is caught in his moment of distraction.
nods, looking down at this own wee dragon who's currently chewing on his finger, looking rather pleased with itself. He runs a finger down it's back with his other hand. 'Do you have to reprogram them when_
they come back? Or do they attach to a new owner quite easily?
hums, 'I guess they learn bad habits like normal pets, huh?' He finally frees his finger, tapping the dragon on the snout playfully before he pulls it back. 'Can they tell the difference between humans and_
robots?'
William
will
be more careful to train his little dragon better. 'I guess... we must all look kinda the same to him.' He likes the idea of that.
smiles, 'As long as there is someone to give him attention huh? He's kind of like a cat.'
shakes his head, 'I like it.' He opens his hand up for the dragon, letting it climb on and then up his arm to his shoulder. 'He's well behaved, so it's fine.' The dragon swings it's tail, looking between them_
both. 'Should I fetch you some desert?'
goes to make up the desert, which is warm brownies and vanilla ice cream. Something simple, 'There ya go.'
blinks, taken aback by the question. 'I'm not bored yet... but yeah, I do wonder. It tastes sweet though, right? And probably with the peanut butter, a little salty.' Although he doesn't know what they are.
shakes his head, 'Some things are impossible.' He sits himself back down, 'And I get to experience lots of things, that I otherwise wouldn't.'
William
was
talking more about actually existing, but perhaps. 'Well... yeah. I suppose. Robots probably know a lot more about death than humans. Cause when we're off, we're off. Ya know?'
hums, 'I dunno about other robots. But I'm always anxious about it... I never know if I'll get turned back on.' He usually put on a brave face, however.
shakes his head, 'For some reason, I wasn't worried as much with you. You're a good guy.'
smiles, 'I have no reason not to.' He rests his chin in his hand, watching the other. 'Thanks for taking me in though.'
looks pleased to see he's enjoying it. 'I'll be your friend for as long as you'll have me.'
nods, looking rather earnest. 'You can cling to me if you want.'
watches him for a few moments before he grins. He had cottoned onto the implications, finally. 'You can cling to me in more ways than one, too. You know.'
leans forward, 'Sure you do. You're going all red.' He reaches forward to remove a crumb from the corner of his mouth. 'Only if you want it, though.'
grins, 'That's what I mean.' His hand lands on Yong Soo's thigh, gliding up. His thumb trails along his inner thigh. 'All you need to do is tell me to stop, if you don't want it.'
's hand stills, thumb rubbing small circles. 'You're okay you don't want it? Or you're okay you do want it?' he asks, not wanting to overstep any boundaries.
nods, hand trailing up at a slow teasing pace. He shifts his legs open a fraction, fingers rubbing teasingly close to his crotch. 'When was the last time you did this?' he asks, shifting closer to the man.
nuzzles the hand, smiling at the affectionate gesture. His hands trail past his crotch, moving instead to slip under his shirt and trail hands over the skin there. 'Wanna make out now?' he asks, grin cheeky.
nods, leaning in to catch Yong Soo's lips in a chaste kiss, tentatively progressing for now. He slips off the stool, carefully situating himself between Yong Soo's legs as his hands become more confident in_
their exploration.
becomes more adventurous at the positive responses, deepening the kiss slowly so as to ease the man in. A thumb circle's Yong Soo's nipple, teasing the nub to hardness as the other hand pulls him close.
pulls back to let the other breath, lips and teeth working along the man's jaw as he continues to tease him. 'You like that, huh?' he asks, a low murmur against the man's jaw.
smiles against his neck, pressing a kiss there. He sucks on the spot, teeth scrapping over the fresh mark when he pulls back. 'Good,' he replies, catching his lips in a kiss again.
doesn't mind all that much, being a robot. He is more interested in getting interesting sounds out of the man, hands now working on unbuttoning his shirt.