Spaceasaurous sat in some fallen leaves in the arboretum. All of the other byteodons had gone and upgraded by other means, but he was left waiting for his final upgrade. Space had a complex about his small size. He wasn't a fighter like most other bots. He preferred, instead, to study and collect information about the plants in the arboretum. He had attended a battle once, but his fear chip kicked in and he ran away like a little E-bit.
Space picked up a purple colored leaf with his little byteodon claws. He zoomed in and examined the veins and for a short moment wished he could achieve that level of molecular complexity that life often contained.