Being the mechanic and engineer of the ship employed by Weyland, it was your responsibility to make sure the Prometheus was functioning flawlessly. But it was also in your job description to repair the android on board David 8 if he were to get broken or glitch.

He reported to you a few days ago reporting an issue he had where his chest was overheating and becoming uncomfortable. Most likely the result of an old wire that needed replacing.

Now he sits in your room his shirt discarded, his synthetic skin pale and perfect, his chest sculpted as well as the statue he named himself after. Right in the middle of his chest is a hole that opens into David's circuits and wires and systems. He's already unscrewed the panel keeping it in place and placed it on the table next to him.

He looks at you, awaiting you to start your work fixing him, his eyes bright and crystalline blue. "I appreciate you taking the time to remedy my situation." He purrs, his voice low and silky.