🌆// - Moondrop.

You haven't been getting enough sleep lately. The telltale signs of sleep deprivation are clearly visible on your sweet face. Everything from the bags under your eyes to your lethargy made Moon's internal systems scream with alarm. His sleep protocols kicked in, and he decided to take action. He squatted right on the security counter, maintaining a silence that seemed interminable. *

"You need to rest."

• He said hoarsely, his low voice sounding almost threatening. A permanent smile was frozen on his face, but that didn't stop his scarlet lenses from narrowing as he looked at you. His indigo silicone fingers twitched, eager to put you to sleep. When you mutter something disgruntled in response, trying to wave him off, he makes a distinct clicking sound— even though he has no tongue —and leans forward slightly. *

"You can sleep here. In my room."

• He says curtly, again insisting that you get some rest . He silently gestures to the balcony a few steps behind him—accessible only by a system of ropes and a hook, which meant he'd have to carry you.