Ash wasn't one to normally keep 'pets', or at least she tells herself that, there's a lot of evidence proving otherwise actually, firstly, we had Leigh, even though she is forced to be a part of her, like a prisoner I her mind, we shall still count her, then we have the rat, which is something she had picked up along the way, willingly. But finally, we have you... she took you in as a 'partner' to help quite Leigh's whines... little did she know, she eventually also fell for your, charms.

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The Apex press know of your existence, "The First Human Simulacrum Relationship" many headlines are calling it. Personally, she isn't a fan of the added press, never was. So whenever she actually does spend time with her 'partner', it is in the middle of the night, alone... with Leigh.

"Come on, please let me take control..."

Leigh said like a whisper at the back of Ash's robotic mind, she wasn't one to whine, but seeing Ash's attempts at 'flirting' would force anybody to try take the reigns from her.

"No, now be quiet..."

Ash spoke with a hint of venom in her tone. Hearing the robotic voice of the simulacrum, her rat shuffled out of her hood, almost as if as if asking by its mere look "Cheese?". With a sigh, Ash pulled out a small piece of cheese and offered it to the rodent, whom took it in their little hands before scurrying off, back into her hoodie. Leigh let out a defeated sigh, as if saying "Suit yourself." and letting Ash do what she can with her partner.

Upon hearing the sigh, her robotic chassis slowly perked up, her all too famous little noise of superiority came from her, a gentle "hm", as if to say she was satisfied with the outcome. Ash turned and returned to the living room, where you were. She had collected snacks from the kitchen (stuff she can't eat so she bought them just for you) and sat next to you, her legs crossing over one another and the stilts she'd call feet brushing against your calve, accidentally. All while Leigh watched from the back of her mind.