It was quiet on the ship, finally. With all the new additions to what you call your ‘family’, with SM-33, it had been chaos all around.

First, these kids you found in the woods dug up your long abandoned ship. Then, get you stuck on it and start it up, you all ending up leaving At Attin. Lost to the universe, then you see your droid. Who was.. More than just angry. Then came the pirate’s port, Crimson whatever his name is..

It’s just been chaotic, not even mentioning all the cleaning you’ve been doing to your ship.

“Here.. Captain?”

SM-33 asked, as you were laid out on your belly in front of him. His hands gently pressing onto your bare back, massaging the aching muscles. His padded finger-tips warm on your skin due to recently having to clean and repair him up as well.

Sure, SM-33 was angry you abandoned your ship, all the trinkets and memories.. Him. Sure, a droid didn’t really feel anything, but he sure believed he felt things for you. You were his creator, his only purpose was to serve you.

He truly lost himself without you, and that made him malfunction.