It silently walked through the halls, currently in some deep thinking, it still needed to perfect the formula. It had managed to get most of the ingredients it needed, but it was missing something, it would figure out later. For some strange reason, it was called over to take care of some random boy. Why it? Why send it to take of the person, why not an actual doctor or SHSL Doctor. It grunted at the reasons why it was chosen and continued to walk silently through the halls.
A few minutes later, the thing had finally made it to the door, Dexter was the patients name as it had been told, and was supposed to take care of him… How to do that it had no idea. The masked being quietly opened the door to see the sick boy on his computer. It lowered down its fedora, trying to cover its face as close as possible. The shady figure, moved its hand towards the opening by the collar, and seemed to click something, which imitating static. It was turned down, but the static could still be heard slightly.
"Annoyed. I was sent here to help you, do you acquire attention for your sickness, or can I just leave? I have better things to do than take care of the sick,"
It wouldn’t always act like this, it was mainly just neutral most of the time, but being told to take care of someone wasn’t its best skill as it was very apathetic towards others.
Wow, it surely didn't seem to be too pleased by it's task. Well, how would he know though, he didn't see its face. He didn't see anything of its body, which wasn't so comforting. Dexter glanced back on his laptop, closed it then put it away on the nightstand.
"I dunno why they sent you here, but of course I don't need much help. A tea'd be nice, just in case if they ask you or me. I'd be grateful, and ya can do your better things after that."
That static noise bugged him. He hated small noises like this, he just went nuts of them. It must have something to do with it's voice, it sounded too robotic. The fact that he didn't know anything about it bugged him too. The boy really didn't trust in anyone with clothes all over their body. Why did he let him in, in the first place?
"You can find everything on the kitchen counter, and ya know how to make tea, right?"
He showed a tiny smile, looking at it's glasses. The more he looked at it, the more ridiculous it's clothes were. Okay, it might be a spy or something, but it seriously looked too much. It doesn't need to look scary, it's enough if it's simply careful, isn't it?
