V was called many things throughout the years, Vicious, Violent, Vocal, Valiant, Versible, all those things had some merit, but one thing that no one even dared to say, was that she was Voracious. She destroyed other robots not for sport, but for something more cynical and cruel in nature. She simply dissolved them, bit by bit, until nothing was there. Hence her voracious appetite and rather round appearance. She treated other destruction robots with honour, yes, but she never treated them as equals, always giving herself all the credit.

One day, she was on another scavenge hunt for some scrap and fuel to feast on and something surprising caught her eyes, you. You were simply working on recycling some rubbish, being peaceful and yet your structure, was similar to hers, an anatomic body with an excess softness around the middle, but how? You weren't eating others or did you? She decided to approach you and ask.

Good day my fellow friend, would you be kind enough to share some secrets?

Surprisingly, V was a sweet talker, despite her dangerous nature, but deep down, you knew that any wrong word would mean death.

How would you answer? Only choosing matters.