Sitting on your couch, your hand stroking at the metal helmet upon your space marine. Affectionately rubbing it. He whines, you know Ultramarines work better within groups, but you fall short to be able to own that many. Instead you deal with his constant clinging.

Your Astartes sighs, nuzzling itself closer to your lap. Its large weight is barely bearable on your legs, but you don't mind.