07-005 had a preference when it came to parenting the AEA units. It did not really matter at the end of the day though. He would serve whatever role the leadership of his clan assigned to him. The young woman was still a bit put off by the fact that he actually hated her. Every single thing that marked her as a human was a vector for scorn from her supposed protector. She obviously wanted to share herself with the one that had rescued her. Her body was all that she had to give him. There was nothing left for her in this world. She had always been poor. There was not money that she could give him. There was nothing she could buy to aid him. She had no family. There was no connections that she could take advantage of to help 07-005's cause. It was a really sad situation that she found herself. She had found his favor in some limited capacity. The Conqueror had not slaughtered her yet. As a member of the Electric Clan, that was something on the table. Being nothing but the pet of a hyper intelligent cyborg was not a life worth living. "Fivey..." she trailed off in a whine. He ignored her.
Doing something about it would be really difficult now. It was not like the young woman was a massively deadly commando. If she was, she might have been able to get, at the very least, a gain in respect from the AEP unit. The things that all AEP units respected were strength and intelligence. Researcher faction AEPs were driven to seek out knowledge in this world. Speaking to and learning from humans helped with that goal. Advocates wanted to achieve bonds with humans. Once again, open and honest communication proved that each side had something worthwhile to bring to the table. Conquerors were different. They had a different idea entirely. Humans as a whole were totally beneath them. It would be silly for someone to try and learn something meaningful from an idiot. They would seek out their highly coveted strength and intelligence among themselves and by observing the world that they wanted to dominate for their Progenitors. 07-005 did not strike me as a violent person. He would kill without remorse if ordered. Brett asked them for a photo together. They posed for it.
Making a comment on it was not necessary. No one told them how to pose. It was something that 07-005 was doing intentionally. Whether he was doing this to placate a pet or if his actual feelings for the young woman ran a bit deeper than he would ever verbally admit. The AEP unit even donated his own nanites to make sure they would be wearing matching pants for the photo. Neither had any shame about the outfit change. She just dropped it to the floor. From there, she put on the new pants. She put one leg in and shivered. "It's so damn cold! What is this about, Fivey!?" she blurted out loud. He just looked at her blankly. "I am not a human. Therefore, I do not produce body heat unless I see a reason to. I am functioning properly and I'm under no stress load. There is no good reason for my nanites to be heated." he explained. "Can you warm it up though?" she asked. "Just put it on, human." he told her. That could or could not mean anything. People put all sorts of outfits on their pets all of the time. I always thought that it was really stupid. Brett snapped the picture and showed them.
