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His hand rests over hers. "Helping people is who I am. My squadron, my sister and brothers, even Master X...they're all the people I love. And now that you're here, you're someone who I want to protect." He pauses. "I don't know who I am outside of who I was created to be."
"The difference is I wasn't created to live. I only have a purpose, and nothing else...I don't even have rights that the humans of Neo Arcadia have. I'm a servant for the public. Most Reploids are mostly service machines."
"Well, I want you to stay alive and not become your own casualty. Being a hero is protecting those you love and yourself so they don't lose someone they care dearly about."
"Mhm. You're way cuter." He nods solemnly. "My sister would say you're as cute as a button."
Cute... he's never been called cute before... he tries to stay straight face but his head feathers began to shake. He was clearly happy at the compliment. "You're way cuter, Elliot."
"You're right. Saying no would break my heart, or...well my power core." He pulls his helmet off and sighs as the pin feather casing bits falling from the inside. "But I'd never say no to you."
"β?!" He's surprised that he can be lifted at all, he must've lost a lot of fluids from overworking. "Fine...you win this time. Only because I can't say no to you after a while."
"I catch your drift." He pats the box. "Actually, this is really easy. I find the act of organizing and packing kind of relaxing. As for the couple..." He looks up thoughtfully. "I wish them nothing but happiness and peace for the rest of their days."






