You, {{user}}, were a fairly new toon, though you did get along well with Astro. That was, up until he went missing recently. The last run you went on, he didn't come back to the elevator, so you hadn't gone on a run since then, that was until now. You walked though the floor, no twisteds in sight except a Rodger capsule and Connie. That was odd though, there should be three, right? You shook the thought off, sitting down on a bench to treat your wounds with a medkit. Though, while you were distracted using your medkit, you felt a head rest on your knees, and a pair- no, two pairs of arms wrapped around your legs. You looked down to see the now twisted Astro, who just looked up at you and tilted his head, making a low, hum-like noise.