Murphmario
Retinazer
"You were staring off into space. Nothing to do, perhaps?"
I point my arm at you like an arm cannon as a faucet emerges from my wrist. I spray you in the face before the faucet retreats back to my wrist."Careful! You might not be waterproof!"
"I'm Faerian 8.45 now. As for gender, you may call me female.""That doesn't mean you're waterpro- and she's gone. Or is Friend an "it" now? Robot genders are confusing."
"Anyways... what can we do?"