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It plays in his head. “B- but- wh- what if they’re all are true?” Logan stuttered. Even his voice sounded glitchy, ‘that never happened before?’ he panics. 

But Roman somehow seems unfazed, “Just- Just don’t think of anything, okay? Clear your RAM memory for a sec, alright?” he instructs, keeping his grip on Logan’s arm in hopes he won’t disappear. He knows that is impossible, but... no, that’s not important right now.

Hesitantly, Logan chooses to close his eyes, concentrating on keeping himself under control. He could feel his fiber stinging, which is also foreign to him. But the gentle feeling on his arm creates a distraction, helping him out.

Roman moved closer, stroking Logan’s arm up and down. He eyes the glitch that is starting to form on his hand but simply ignores it.

Scanning progress:: 70%, alerts the scanner. Patton’s file is not that big; it’ll take a few more minutes before they’re done. Logan slowly recovers and pushes Roman’s hand away. He couldn't risk letting the others find out what happened. The window screen already did a good job of hiding both of them from Thomas's view. No need to worry about that.

“Look, I may not understand what you’re trying to hide. But please, this is not, ‘healthy’ for you.” Roman firms.

“What do you know about ‘healthy’?” Logan inquires. “And why do you keep using human terms?”

“I’m a game-bot! I’ve gotten used to the human’s terms, can you really blame me?” Roman grins, causing the other to roll his eyes. “Besides, based on my experience-,”

-Experience?

“-You’ll be surprised by how many bots I've met online, who have similar situations as you,” Roman reveals, receiving a surprised look from the other bot. “To the point where I can tell right away. And trust me when I say, you really need help.”

Logan takes a step backward when he realizes something. If Roman can tell like he just said, does that mean, “You... You knew?”

And Roman shrugs a shoulder in response. “For a while, yes.” He admits, his voice is careful not to scare the other off.

But Logan’s doubt and concern only grow; Roman can tell from the expression on his face. Roman bites his lower lip. The scan is almost complete and the other two will return any moment. He needs something to convince him. An example, at least. Until something clicks in his mind. He thought long, before opening his mouth.