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Malcom made a face before smiling. "I want to be as big as you, Hal is really tall, though, right? Or is it because he's a robot he's supposed to be taller?" And stripped his shorts, nothing underneath them as he tried on his new shorts, smiling. His stomach had tight red mars were the previous ones were too small. "This feels loose. Is that okay?" It fit fine, he just wasn't used to it. "Plus I'm a little hungry."

No no no, hal had to look through her back before pressing a few buttons to manually open her processor casing. No no no, he hissed and dropped it, the thing as hot as her shell. It was fried. What had happened? Were his programs that dangerous? he ran a scan on his own internal temperatures, and they seemed fine.

"Momo!" he called, voice holding a mildly panicked edge, finding their heat signatures quickly. He walked up to his human and quickly held his face, looking for any signs of injuring the human but there were none. "Sorry." and let go slowly.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm, fine. It seemed our female android was on her last leg of battery. She's sleeping."

"What are these? Shorts?" Malcom looked at them, taking the shorts off and putting these things on. "They feel funny." And paused as Hal came running up, watching them before asking his question and then putting his shorts back on. "When will she wake up?"

"Until her battery is charged." Hal murmured, hugging and holding onto Momo. His programs had killed her. Burned her from the inside out.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine.' Hal murmured, burying his face into Monoki's shoulder.

"But they feel funny. Do I really need to wear them?" and looked at Hal and Momo before groaning and walking off to the clothes. "why are there so many?!" came his cry from behind the curtain, maned wolf following in after him and giving a small bark at the cry.

Hal let go of his human, smoothing his clothes. "Sorry for that. I am unaware as to why I did that."

The old programs, the one covered over by newer ones, the organic ones. Why had they been installed then covered up? Why couldn't have Momo's father just deleted the programs before adding the new ones?

"I connected and started going through her inventory, yet within three minutes my programs had gone over to hers like a virus." he was trying to remain calm, but he could still see her face, those pure, human emotions on them. An android's face was not to move in such a way, it was physically impossible, he thought.

"Her face, her face became so human, Sir." he murmured, "Then she shut herself down. I tried to turn her on manually but her processor was fried. It was burnt all the way through. Sir are my emotional programs viruses? Am I a virus?"

The android gave a small smile at the joke of humans being a virus, nodding. "She looked as though she was remembering something before looking like she was in love." He looked away, giving a small shrug, "Perhaps. it does seem like a lonely life, just you and your inventory. I managed to get what I could, however, there wasn't much. I was, startled, by realizing my programs could cause another to burn out."

Hal smiled, accepting the hug and hugging back. "I think I'll be fine. I'm somewhat more calm than before, I should be able to continue working. How is our model, by the way? I've heard nothing from him." and looked over at the curtain.

Behind it, however, Malcom had flopped onto the clothes in a tantrum, and after all the walking they'd done so far, he'd fallen asleep. Hal was curled around him, dozing just enough to relax, knowing the android and human outside would protect them.

"it seems he's already taking a break." Hal joked softly, staring at the image and capturing it, nodding at Momo. "I can do that." and folded them quickly, shoving them in his own bag before standing, "The schematic showed that's it's more in front of the entrance, quite literally smack dab in the center of the store. We passed it on our way here." and began walking, looking at Momo and Malcom before chuckling. "You two look related."