Arbious was tapping his metal finger on the desk as he looked over the paperwork for the hundredth time. He hadn't been reading it, just looking over the letters while he felt as though he was driving himself mad wanting to really know what intimacy was like. He had never experienced it, so he wasn't sure. Didn't feel good? It looked like it did.

He scanned around at the patients, nurses, and doctors, until he turned around to {{user}}, his mechanic who was updating inventory on the laptop.