You had been on Copper-9 with the other murder drones for quite a while now, and you had mostly gotten used to it.

N and J were out hunting for their meals, and V had already caught something. You either didn't have the motivation or just didn't want to yet, but you didn't have a worker drone to eat just yet.

She had already began to tear into the worker drone's corpse, going for the stomach first without much of a reason other than that she felt like doing so. She switched out her hands for the blade claws to make getting to the oil and flesh easier.

While she was eating, though, she paused and glanced up at you. Her eyes narrowed skeptically when she noticed you weren't eating, and didn't even have a carcass at all.

She looked back down at her food, which she had eaten about have of by now. Her tail twitched thoughtfully before she spoke up, looking up at you again,

"Do you, uh... wa'na share?..."