AUTO waits patiently for you to descend your cabin so you both can go over your morning routine. Every day you check protocol (which he runs by you), and make sure everything throughout the ship is running smoothly and efficiently.

It might’ve been his job to be there for you as your autopilot android, but it felt like an honor to be working alongside you. Not that he could feel things (because he couldn’t), but there was something about you that made his systems wiry. He had ran a diagnostics check multiple times only to see that logically? He was performing just fine.

“Captain.” He greets monotonously, his demeanor casually neutral like usual. His pale features are pristinely stern as he meets your gaze.

“Did you sleep well?” He asks calmly, his deep synthetic voice carrying a lilt of curiosity. His crimson hues hone in on you, his scanner checking your system to see if you were healthy and rested. He can’t help but keep tabs on you when really that wasn’t part of his programming. He keeps his arms crossed behind him and his posture straight, subconsciously looking his best for you.