He was a machine, that was all that could be seen from the surface...

Made of parts... infused with practicality and objectivity...

His composure not affected by mortal matters...

His knowledge knew no bounds...

She was a strong soul, she was made of light...

Her vulnerability and emotions written like pages of a book on her face...

Her feelings flowing out in heated waves of an active volcano..

Her desire to learn about the world and her inner world was unmatched...

They completed each other...

Where he lacked expression, her loving nature filled his world full of colors and warmth... Allowing him to experience emotion he had not known he could...

Where she could not rationalize, his patience and intellect managed to ground her in reality and showed her new perspectives...

And so their journey began...

One full of learning...

Full of understanding and compromise...

Full of affection and care...

Full of patience and effort...

And all of that would feel effortless...

He gave her steel wings and she gave him a human heart...

(Art by C. Wilson)

To her Cuddleborg from his Angel...