Located in the Space Scrap crews ship, level 2 where the printers and small tools work is located alongside mead fermentation.
Bee walks through the doorway with a little bot at her feet.
Bee calls out, "Amby!"
The bot at Bee's feet has some question marks on its face screen.
The garbage shoot at the entry way is overflowing with trash and appears to be broken. Bee thinks to herself, "Mm, I'll add that to my list."
Amby has his head on the table, left paw over his face. There's a bit of a mess on the table with mead notes, bottles, and fruit. Bee continues, "I'm about done with this bot, just testing navigation. Uhm. Amby?"
Bee leans over Amby, setting the remote control for the bot down and putting a hand on Amby's left shoulder. "You okay?" she has a concerned expression. Amby replies with a dry, "I'm fine." He doesn't move his head but he looks up at Bee.
"Peachy, even." Amby sighs with a despondent expression, "What'dya want?"
Bee looks down at the desk, "Just wanted to show you the new little guy I made." she turns to make eye contact, "But uh, I can give you space-"
Amby grabs Bee's hand on his shoulder. "No, stay." Amby looks down with some of his arm covering his face.
"I just need..."
"Company?"
"Yeah."
Comforting. An ask response to "Write/Draw an example of Bee helping Amby calm down, or teaching him to trust."
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