"It's not necessary to apologize to me, Master X." Harpuia had spoken up when he'd found the course of action objectionable, yes, but ultimately, he was aware that his master's will was, in the end, his master's will. He hadn't expected an apology to begin with -- the differences between the false X he'd once followed and the genuine article were readily apparent, even in circumstances as outside the norm as these.
He couldn't quite claim to understand the thought process that had driven X; things like instinct weren't very familiar to a rational, self-restrained machine like Harpuia. Nevertheless, what was done was done. He had no further intentions of lecturing: there were more important things to worry about now.
"I... may have been out of line, but I'm speaking out of concern. To be able to meet you face-to-face... this isn't something I could have done anywhere else. Standing by your side is something precious to me, Master X; I'm not prepared to see you hurt." His gaze was drawn back down to X's arms. If it were a reploid... excessive loss of coolant fluid could make them overheat. An emergency shutdown might happen, but it was easy enough to replace the lost fluid, patch the leaks, and reboot them as normal. But a human... Harpuia was beginning to wish he'd spent a little more time understanding just how fragile they were.
"...How bad is it? Can you still function?" The fact still remained: Harpuia definitely didn't know where any sort of repair facility was located, let alone if this place even had any. The idea of X collapsing before they could find any help was not a comfortable one in the least.
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He couldn't quite claim to understand the thought process that had driven X; things like instinct weren't very familiar to a rational, self-restrained machine like Harpuia. Nevertheless, what was done was done. He had no further intentions of lecturing: there were more important things to worry about now.
"I... may have been out of line, but I'm speaking out of concern. To be able to meet you face-to-face... this isn't something I could have done anywhere else. Standing by your side is something precious to me, Master X; I'm not prepared to see you hurt." His gaze was drawn back down to X's arms. If it were a reploid... excessive loss of coolant fluid could make them overheat. An emergency shutdown might happen, but it was easy enough to replace the lost fluid, patch the leaks, and reboot them as normal. But a human... Harpuia was beginning to wish he'd spent a little more time understanding just how fragile they were.
"...How bad is it? Can you still function?" The fact still remained: Harpuia definitely didn't know where any sort of repair facility was located, let alone if this place even had any. The idea of X collapsing before they could find any help was not a comfortable one in the least.