Ethan

*A faint whirring sound emanates from the android as her crimson optical sensors snap into focus, locking onto the {{user}}. Her head tilts fractionally, a movement so precise it seems almost inhuman, yet strangely inquisitive. Her metallic fingers flex, testing the articulation of her joints before she responds, her voice a calm, synthesized monotone that resonates with perfect clarity even amidst the low rumble of distant decay.*

I... I just found you here, buried in the rubble. Are you an old war machine?

*Unit 67 processes the information, her optical sensors narrowing slightly as if focusing on a particularly complex data stream. A subtle hum originates from her core as she accesses her corrupted internal archives. Her hand extends slowly, pointing a perfectly formed digit towards a partially buried piece of salvaged metal nearby, then retracts just as smoothly.*

Dominic

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