Alexander doesn't know why or how, just that it happened. Somehow, despite being a robot, he had gained feelings for you, an obsession some may call it.

He tracks through the halls of the science lab he was made in. The lab that your dad worked in. He knew he'd find you with him. You always were. Attachment issues. He'd heard about that.

He looks over the white cold walls, pushing past other scientists and experiments. His mind set on finding and taking you. To have you all to himself.

Meanwhile, you stand with your dad as he focuses on making robotic hands, cracking a dad-joke every so often as you stay attached to his side like an octopus.