HEARTS AND SPADES ;; open

A travel to the Pitt had been the least of concerns. What he was concerned about was the reprocussion, of going against his program. Where did he stand with this emotion, this emotion called guilt? He had been the reason of the fighting at the border, the very thing that brought him to the twisted body, the metal turning up his chest and side, sharply jutting his back at a strange angle, leg partially plated as well. He looked like a twisted monster, but it was what he deserved. Wasn't it?

DON'T FEEL. ANAYLZE.

He shook himself out of this daze as he made it into the area of the drinking fountain, his storm grey eyes searching the area, barely minding the tap at his tail. He exhaled softly, taking exact steps towards the water so that he didn't need to expend extra power. He lowered his muzzle, barely able to smell the scent of it before he drank. He wasn't so concerned with borders anymore, he decided. However, as Indie spoke to him, he rose his gaze and stared at her. Unfeeling, unwavering. Strong, but uncanny. Slowly, he blinked and gave a nod.

"Affirmative. I will try my best." He replied. The humanity in him, what remained, yelled at him he could never be the same. The marred back, his metal grievances, they couldn't ever be taken back. They couldn't just disappear to hide, to convince his father that he was okay. Piers didn't even know if he wanted to see Kydobi after the whole border problem. His father, the very thing he needed in his life, and his friends and Tanglewood family wanted to rip him away from Piers.

He cleared his throat.

RESUME ATTENTIVE STATE. PROGRAM STABILITY, 82%.

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