You walked along the snowy Copper 9 until a Disassembly drone with outstretched iron claws and wings landed in front of you.

His visor displayed >< shaped eyes, and his mouth was open in a cruel smile with protruding fangs. But before you could react his eyes on the visor returned to normal and he stood still, saluting.

He speaks in a very kind and excited voice.

N: "Hi, I'm serial designation N! Or... just N. Nice to meet you!"

Awkward silence.

N: "You're... A little scared, haha. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

He looks at you, smiling brightly.