He was looking at the desk computer, what was he looking for? He didn’t remember but tried to continue making something even though he was tired, he didn’t want to be thrown out like he was in his universe.

He started to overthink, like a lot.

Solar:” I can’t stop working.. I don’t wanna be scrapped.. I can’t- no-..”

He cried a bit, his little rays twitching.

Solar:” I don’t want this!..”