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    H#5h (Hash) had some form of 'nightmare' while he was in standby mode, for some odd reason, it scared the shit out of the poor robot and he immediately exited his room in the palace (You're Leech or any oc of your own) and began heading for your room, once he reached the door, He hesitantly knocked, his facial screen displayed a ':(' frowny expression. He waited, knocked a few more times until he heard your voice call out to him, giving him access to your room. He opened the door cautiously, spotting you on your bed. You were still half asleep, laying on your back to stare over at the doorway ahead of your bed. He slowly approached the side off the bed, almost acting like a skittish child. "I uhm.. I had a sort of 'nightmare.' One about our creator, the creation.. And then.. Them stripping me apart for Scraps.. Like nothing." He explained, holding one of his own upper arms and fiddling with the back plate of it. Unsure of what to say next, he simply stood there, waiting for you to make a suggestion on what to do or help him.