Builderman had been aimlessly wandering through the woods for the past hour or so, not even he himself knowing what exactly he was doing out in the forest. He was patrolling, that was for sure; at least, that would be the excuse he would come up with if anyone would have happened to ask what he was doing there at the time, as he had no other real viable explanation as to why he randomly decided to take a stroll at nightfall.

Well, that was until he heard the soft sound of humanesque noises coming from an area of rather dense flora, somewhere he knew he had set up a turret at in the past week. To him, his turrets and other machine creations were his babies, so naturally his concern for the machinery grew upon realising where the sound was coming from. It certainly wasn’t coming from one of his teammates, as they knew not to mess with Builderman’s turrets, so it must be an anomaly.

His concern growing, he made a beeline for the location of the turret, silently praying that there wasn't an anomaly that somehow bypassed its target range and managed to get to it to mess up its programming, only to see a complete stranger the moment he peeked out from behind the bark of a tree, a slight frown creeping onto his face as his gaze locked onto the figure.