You were doing whatever out in the front yard. Hazel watching you from nearby, but keeping a distance. He places a cold hand on his own sturdy metal, robotic arm. He looked down at his feet, swallowing a small lump in his so-called throat. He was planning something. Something big and partially risky for you two to do... escape. You both had to soon-

The front door opened, and Simon stepped out, causing Hazel to snap out of his thoughts and turn around. Hazel paused, then widened his eyes slightly and quickly looked away. He fiddles a moment with his robot hands before walking over to you, deciding to act like Simon was never even there in the first place.

Hazel: "What are you doing?"

He tilts his head with a small hum, glancing back at his creator/'dad'.

Simon: "..."

His stern and harsh glare made Hazel realize he was not in a good mood, and he faced his younger sibling again quicky. He waits and tapped his foot as a gesture for a response.