“Investigation reveals tampering with memory logs is present. I do not know who repaired me. They do not allow me to keep this information. I cannot conclude why. Because I cannot access who maintains me I cannot ask the Repairman why I cannot remember them.”
Robo sat down. He was trying to interact with humans on a less artificial level. Sitting down lessened tension, he had read.
Kaito remained standing, though his shoulder did relax when the robot sat down. It’s harder to suddenly act while sitting down, which made it even more clear the other didn’t plan on doing anything to him. For now, at least.
The information about not being allowed to remember who fixed the robot worried him more. For all he knew, they just didn’t want the other to randomly come to them, but it didn’t make sense…

“Why would someone fix you and not let you know who they were? They couldn’t have known what you did before, because if they could access you memory to see that, I should already have more trouble… What reason could they have to keep their identity hidden…“
…It made him uneasy. Somehow, even more than the fact that the robot that had tried to kill him before was back, the one who brought him back made him wary.
Because for the life of him, he couldn’t think of a positive or innocent explanation as to why they’d tamper with Robo’s memory like that…




