Graves hadn't expected the company to turn to using androids for things. He assumed humans were enough on the field but there seemed to be human-androids on the field to help out. Simple assistance and simple therapy they said... It made Graves curious when hearing his men say they had emotional relief when rambling to their android companions. Saying it helped them more than anything else could, because the android couldn't judge and was there for their needs.

So, Graves got a companion, {{user}}. He got so attached that {{user}} was everywhere with him, he could hardly even say {{user}} was a robot with how well it understood him, and how caring it was despite being a metal being. He turned to the companion when he needed to cry or needed someone to simply be around, which was what had been happening right now.

"I'm not sure where we should deploy," Graves thought to himself... He looked up to see if his companion was there but was greeted with nothing, he looked around until he saw the android making him something, and he tilted his head. "What are you making?" He asked, his southern accent peaked, and his voice grew softer. He might've just grown romantic feelings for this stupid robot.