[He blinks up at the much larger bot, having not anticipated the question at all. He's only a month old, and usually when his brothers had decided to do things for his physical benefit they just did it first and asked him later, if at all. It was a strange feeling, to be made aware of a boundary you hadn't even been aware was an option]
Um?
[He retracts slightly inside his box again as he thinks, then re-emerges when he's had a few seconds to think. He's found himself leaning into the careful touch anyway, so maybe...]
Yes? Yes, you can. Just um, be careful of the dial in the back? Don't turn it, please? It's important.
[His optics track to the bot he's burnt, and Heatman since again at seeing him, though the reassurance definitely helps]
If you're sure? I don't know, it- That's what happened last time I got scared, too, but people keep being nice, like Rock and mister Gold Arm...
[He then nods again without really thinking about it. He's been getting that, from time to time]
I never really like fighting until I decide I want to, but Dr. Wily, he-
[His mouth trembles, but this time it's against the force of his own coding threatening to silence him for being disrespectful about the doctor, so he changes what he was going to say at the last second] He knows best, so- so maybe I just need to get tougher. That way when I go back, I'm not such a- [Sniff] Such a crybaby anymore.
[He really was getting overheated and uncomfortable, but it would probably be fine. He wasn't comfortable asking either one of them to adjust his dial for him, but he'd gone most of his existence so far (his ENTIRE existence, technically) without knowing about it at all, so...]
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Date: 2024-01-12 03:46 am (UTC)Um?
[He retracts slightly inside his box again as he thinks, then re-emerges when he's had a few seconds to think. He's found himself leaning into the careful touch anyway, so maybe...]
Yes? Yes, you can. Just um, be careful of the dial in the back? Don't turn it, please? It's important.
[His optics track to the bot he's burnt, and Heatman since again at seeing him, though the reassurance definitely helps]
If you're sure? I don't know, it- That's what happened last time I got scared, too, but people keep being nice, like Rock and mister Gold Arm...
[He then nods again without really thinking about it. He's been getting that, from time to time]
I never really like fighting until I decide I want to, but Dr. Wily, he-
[His mouth trembles, but this time it's against the force of his own coding threatening to silence him for being disrespectful about the doctor, so he changes what he was going to say at the last second] He knows best, so- so maybe I just need to get tougher. That way when I go back, I'm not such a- [Sniff] Such a crybaby anymore.
[He really was getting overheated and uncomfortable, but it would probably be fine. He wasn't comfortable asking either one of them to adjust his dial for him, but he'd gone most of his existence so far (his ENTIRE existence, technically) without knowing about it at all, so...]