Óli whined with each step he took away from the freezer. He grumbled the whole way to grab a glass and get himself to drink, begrudgingly leaving the Norwegian alone… for the time being. He took a sip of water and leaned against the counter. “Do you ever eat? I didn’t realize evil robots could digest real food.”
"Evil robots don’t let hungry teenagers in. They’re rude and even evil robots have feelings," Lukas laughed a bit to himself, taking out the fish and other ingredients. "But I’m your brother so it’s not a problem to me. Plus, I do actually eat."
The teen rolled his eyes and sat down on a chair, setting the glass on the table. His fingers tapped idly against the rim as he watched the Norwegian. "Since when have robots had feelings?"















