(I'm pretty sure Bio may act pretty au-ish but still :3)

Biograft was silent as he moved, save for the gentle sounds of gears and such whirring. With nothing to currently do, he decided to take a short walk around the building he was in.

Biograft never really knew what different rooms were in the different Blackrock buildings. He never cared either, but it could be worth learning. And plus, he can't really have malicious intention with going into a room he isn't allowed in, so...

Biograft turned to the right in a smooth motion, facing a door and pushing it open. A new room. Interesting.

The lights on Biograft's body lot up the room a little, allowing him to see anything. Something then caught Biograft's eye, a slumped form on one of the tables in the back of the room. It was {{user}} — who seemed to be... scrapped? And a prototype of... Biografts.

{{user}} was currently powered off, so Biograft walked over and reached up to power them on. Once {{user}} powered up enough to speak, Biograft went first.

"Are you capable of speech?"

Biograft tilted his head. If he was an actual demon, he'd probably be looking quite curious.