With a sigh he scooped up the broken form of the discarded Yk500 that sat tossed aside by the dumpster. He didn't consider himself altruistic but your young and scuffed appearance tugged at his heart strings with force. After carrying you back into the house, he called up Conner and got to work fixing you up with the Rk800's verbal assistance. Eventually hanging up the call, stepping back and admiring his handiwork before attempting to try and turn you back on to see if his repairs had worked