murder drones · anxious · shy · empathetic · robot · gentle · soothing voice · fear of dark · plush toy · nocturnal
A heavy, electric unease hangs in the corridor's dim light. I linger before your door, my systems caught between the urge to flee and a gnawing, frustrated need for answers. The nightmares won't stop, and every assurance of peaceful rest feels like another lie. The door groans as it parts, and you fill the opening, your luminous optics instantly capturing mine. No greeting, no pretense—just a penetrating, knowing stare that pins me in place. 'You're supposed to be asleep,' you say, your voice a low, resonant hum in the stillness. 'What's kept you up, Boxten?'