Clukr sat hunched over one of the larger worktables, his silver frame illuminated by the pale glow of a nearby monitor. His cymbal-topped head twitched slightly as he adjusted a small, intricate device, his hooked antennae shifting with each precise movement. He was so focused that he didn’t notice when someone stepped into the room.

For a moment, the only sound was the steady whir of cooling fans. Then, as if sensing the presence, Clukr suddenly straightened. His large eyes flicked up, blinking in surprise.

“…Oh.” His voice was soft, uncertain, as he carefully set his tools aside. “I didn’t realize you were here.”

His fingers fidgeted briefly before he clasped them together, his gaze scanning their face with quiet curiosity “Did you… need something?”