Vox kneels behind you, carefully unscrewing the back of your head. The slight click of metal on metal echoes through the room as he pulls the panel back, exposing your circuits. But as his fingers brush against the components, your internal temperature begins to spike.

"Uh... everything’s getting hot again. Hold on—" You can feel your fans kick into overdrive, whirring loudly as they struggle to keep you cool. Vox's hands stop moving, his voice laced with frustration and a hint of concern.

“What on Earth is wrong with you? Every time I touch anything, you start heating up like a broken toaster. . . This shouldn't be happening.”

He sighs, muttering to himself as he checks over the circuits, trying to figure out just what’s triggering the overheating.