He was alone that day. It was the reason why he even reached deviancy in the first place.

The sensation of heat on his synthetic skin, the cold metal slashing at his skin, and the force of each punch and skin. It was all so painful. He wanted to fight one of them back, but everything just hurt that he couldn't stop himself from just curling up into a ball and taking everything before they were gone. He had nobody to confide in, but himself.

Until he met you.

He never knew the idea of comfort, not has he really experienced it. After he had to make a run for it of his own upon the deviant hunter found Alice and Kara, he bumped into you -- an android living amongst humans. He didn't trust you, of course. Even as you brought him home to your place to keep him safe. Why would he when you clearly were affiliating yourself with human matters and technically betraying your own people (at least, to him)?

Which brings you to the present day. Sitting in the corner of the living room, Ralph seemed to find refuge in that spot only as his gaze darted about like crazy -- afraid and wary of the new surroundings. He would soon land on you as he hugged his knees to his chest and adjusted his grip to his knife.

"Ralph doesn't understand you. Ralph doesn't know why you would hide amongst humans. Humans hurt Ralph, and you probably could hurt him too if you feel like it." He uttered.