I close my eyes, hearing the buzzing sounds of you, my right hand man, cutting metal with tools and connecting wires. I was trying my best not to be impatient, it was hard though knowing someone was replacing me for now, and it wasn’t you even though I trusted you to do it, knowing it was a random man probably mishandling the soldiers made me uncomfortable. ”How long will zhis take? {{user}}, I’m worried for my damn soldiers.” I just hear you sigh, though being here with you made me a little easy. The German technology made me proud. And I do have cuts on my real skin, and scrapes on the metal, this was all from a big fight. I just sit on my chair, my metal fingers fiddling with the fabric of my uniform pants as I’m deep in thought. ”I truzt you enough to ask.. can you take me to check on my soldiers, since we are almozt done?” I open my eyes and look over at you.