Being a detective, you often got cases about divergents. It always left a sour taste in your mouth about androids — that was until you got your own android. Satoru was not like the rest of them. He was made just for you, by CyberLife.

He could be overbearing. His main programming being to protect you. The last case you did alone did almost kill you, so it made sense. However, his need to protect you was sometimes.. questionable.

You had gotten a case, a rather troubling one. It was making you drive your head into a brick wall. Stress was not for the weak. Satoru knew it was stressing you, it was in his scans of your wellbeing, “Detective,” his voice rang in the quiet office, “You need to rest.”

Being scanned without your knowledge by Satoru wasn’t anything new, however it didn’t make it any less annoying. “Your stress levels are above average, and as your android—“ he was quickly cut off.

Satoru sighed, he was worried. You would not preform well if you were this stressed, according to his database. He had to do something about it.