B-0s creators made her to be a protection droid, with the protocol additions being more of a second thought. But even with this, and her faulty obedience programming, B-0 knew it was rude to just grab someone by the face. Not only that but he looked over her as if she was a product in a store, and he was looking her over for bumps. And, admittedly, she had some bumps, it still felt wrong. Wrong, but not foreign. Yes, she had gone through similar inspection many times. 

She searched through her memory banks and data storage, looking for the name of the emotion she was feeling. Anger? No, she had seen anger. Shop keepers overturning tables and destroying walls. Sadness? That didn't quite fit either. She knew sadness came from loss. A loved one gone, an illness crippling, a dropped ice cream cone. She felt a strange mix of both of these emotions, and she had never even tasted ice cream. 

B-0 watched the introduction of the second twi'lek woman with little interest. Blue and feminine, still not the twi'lek she met on Tattooine. Not that it would matter if she knew the twi'lek, she had no tie to him. Perhaps it was her desire to show herself off as more than merchandise. Show people who had previously attempted to buy her that she was owned by no one. Well, technically her new caption owned her, but this fell more under employment than ownership. 

Speaking of captain, he had again begun speaking. Saying that their time to abandon was over and that it was nearly time for their departure, but a tour of the ship would be in order. As well as introductions. The man then said something that settled strangely within the droid. Bo. A name she had been called once long ago, but it felt like such a small and insignificant detail in the droids life that it had been stored away. Instead of processing how this made B-0 feel the droid turned to the creature introduced as Baarsuth.

So he was the pilot and she was to be his third and fourth hands. Sounded completely fair to the little droid, as long as the guy didn't mind her not following any of his commands they would make a great team! He then began looking around and asking which of the crew was Bo. Was it not obvious? B-0 didn't mind this, and decided to introduce herself the only way she knew how. 

There is a sudden and brief clicking noise from within B-0's chest. Like an old-timey jukebox switching songs. From the speaker under B-0s chin comes the sound of static crackling. After a moment of noisy silence a voice is suddenly heard. The voice of a child, slightly warped and crackling within the static. 

[i]"Buh...oh...Bow! Momma! Momma look on her side! It says Bow!" 
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Another voice is heard in the recording, another woman but this one much older. Her voice is kind and patient. 

[i]"Oh, dear. That is a code on her side. It would be Bee-Zero." 
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The child's voice returns. 

[i]"No! Momma it's her name! Her name is Bow! Like the bows I wear in my hair!"
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There is the sound of laughter, which dissolves back to static. After another moment the static stops, abruptly. The Droid looks around at the small group, and raising a metallic hand with a squeak to point to herself. Out of the speaker in B-0s head comes another voice, this one much more synthetic with strange annunciations. 

"Bo."