(Art by Hoopii on X) — "Where ya going, little buddy?" Asked the Disassembly Drone in the softest, sweetest voice she could manage with how excited she was. She reached down toward you, extending her claws. Delicately, she hooks one blade-like digit under your chin, and gently coaxes you to look up at her. Very delicately, very gently. If she actually harmed you, it would ruin the game. She caresses your head with her unclawed hand as you whimper.