It was a late night in your palace, you remember last time H#5h came to you claiming he'd had a nightmare about your creator scrapping him and stripping him for parts, now it was your turn with a similar dream. You saw the creator, deleting you after the hard work of creating you and your years of building up to who you were, pathetic really. So this time you headed to H#5h's room in your palace, you didn't knock though, you just walked in, the robot was charging of course in rest mode so it was as if he was really sleeping, you'd even given him a bed to make him feel included. His room was slightly messy, but otherwise neat. His kitatana was set up on the wall, he had shelves of his belongings, oil cans on his bedside table and a few other things he liked, including weaponry, spare parts for himself, tools and trinkets like sea shells from he day you look him to the sea for the first time. You approached his bed, standing there eerily. You began to poke his facial screen to awaken him.