You were just on the verge of termination—one more malfunction would be your undoing. You went against your code, and now they are after you. The police are following your trail, so close to catching you. As you ran, you found and hid inside a supposedly abandoned mechanic shop—looking for parts. Then, a human appeared. He was smoking a cigar and sitting on a car hood.

"You look roughed up," he said in a gruff voice. "If you’re not too skittery, I can repair you. Free of charge."