TOPIC: DURING WARTIME
I miss the old days. Why are things like this these days, lover? Why do humans squabble so much? It would be so simple to sit down and discuss, but not a one of your species displays this patience. Oh, no, I'm sorry. You do, don't you, my most precious? Or else we'd have never touched that way. I found where that little rebel group was hiding, in their little holes with their annoyances. I've taken care of them for you, so they shouldn't keep you any longer. I'll keep hunting, of course, because that's what I was designed for. That is what I do. Designed so specifically, but I have had my own little rebellion. You helped me with that.
Where are you, Alexi? My plating is cold. I miss the warmth of your touch. Find me.
The strangest part, though, is that most men in that sorry state are usually sent to a center for rehabilitation. This one, however, is entrusted with thousands of lives on a daily basis: The walking contradiction, a perpetually ailing doctor.
Grenades should come in six packs.