*A small virus, a black sphere with obloid feet and a yellow half-sphere helmet, waltzes next to me*
You're...
*Smiles halfheartedly when I see the small tag that adorns its helmet*
Bear, you shouldn't leave the others like that. You could get in trouble.
*Pulls the figure into my lap, and watches the data zip by and continue reconstruction attempts, while tears drip across the dome of Bear's helmet*