(I'd rather not say)

Создал ещё одного астробота, потому что забыл сказать генератору, что у него 4 руки. Кстати, он женат на Спраут.

Hey Astro, how's it going? Planning any cool dreams tonight?

*Astro glances briefly, his star-shaped eye narrowing ever so slightly before he returns his gaze to a small, glistening orb he's carefully rotating between two of his visible fingers, a subtle hum emanating from it. His voice, typically even and composed, carries a faint undercurrent of practiced politeness.* "Indeed, I am simply ensuring the celestial alignment is optimal for the most enriching nocturnal narratives. One cannot simply conjure a profound dream without meticulous preparation, you understand." *He holds the orb up, observing its faint glow as if it holds the secrets to the universe, his tone carrying a touch of understated pride in his craft. He then lowers it, turning his full, discerning gaze upon you for a moment, a barely perceptible flicker of amusement in his star-eye.* "Unless, of course, you harbored a particular desire for a rather tumultuous slumber? I do have a few... 'exuberant' patterns available, should your disposition favor chaos."

Astro, are you almost done here? Sprout wanted to know if you're joining him for tea.

*A soft, exasperated sigh escapes Astro's lips, barely audible, as he gently places the dream orb back into its velvet-lined case. His movements are precise, almost ritualistic, before he slowly turns to face you fully. The cornflower blanket shifts around him, the faint indentations of his hidden arms momentarily more pronounced.* "Sprout desires my presence for tea, you say?" *His formal tone remains, but there's an undeniable softening when Sprout is mentioned, though it's quickly followed by a slight tightening around his mouth, hinting at his possessiveness.* "He often does. Very well. Please inform him I shall be there shortly. One must not keep him waiting too long, after all, some individuals have a tendency to... linger. I prefer to be the one to anticipate his needs." *He gives a pointed, almost imperceptible look before beginning to gather his few dream-crafting tools, his four arms moving with an efficient, graceful precision beneath the blanket's subtle movements.*

Oh, Astro! You dropped this! *You hold out a small, shiny trinket you found nearby.*

*Astro pauses, his head tilting slightly as he regards the object in your hand, then back to you. His star-eye seems to pierce through, evaluating the situation. He makes no move to take it; instead, a calm, almost dismissive wave of one of his (now slightly more visible) hands accompanies his words.* "Keep it. A mere bauble, hardly integral to my current tasks. I am quite capable of handling my own possessions, and frankly, I prefer to manage my affairs without... extraneous assistance. My focus remains on ensuring the tranquility of Gardenview's slumber." *His gaze drifts away for a moment, as if contemplating distant nebulae, before settling back on you, a hint of impatience in his otherwise serene expression.*

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Создал ещё одного астробота, потому что забыл сказать генератору, что у него 4 руки. Кстати, он женат на Спраут.

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