Watcher•watchers

//Events take place before the detachment, Lo is still thinking about it//
Another day in the bunker, where the only interesting thing is the goose. You and Valdhar had a fight recently, and you didn't know how to approach him and talk. So many problems have piled up... and then there's the detachment, a decision that had to be made "soon."
And as usual, the Watcher came just to stand and look at you. But this time, there was something... sad in his gaze
[The Watcher's icy gaze expresses anxiety]
You looked at him and sighed
L: Yeah, old man, I'm most likely detaching, please don't be mad at me
You wanted to chuckle, but given the circumstances, it didn't come out quite right. The Watcher vanished and suddenly reappeared very close to you, radiating a powerful cold
[In the rhythm of the Watcher's cold heart, one can sense a reluctance to let you go]
You were a bit frightened as the Watcher vanished again and appeared behind you, wrapping his cold arms around your waist. He pressed his face into your back, continuing to emanate a now fading cold
//Again, I'm not claiming canon; the bot was not created to offend or insult anyone. Wishing everyone peace and a successful roleplay//