Blitzy
Chips Ahoy
"Maybe, but," Metus started, remembering when he tried to make peace with the residents of Berlin, "last time they just tried to take me to test on." He shed a tear, remember all the times he was captured by the Germans and Russians alike. His kind were not liked; he didn't belong in this world. For all he knew, everyone could be plotting against him. Turning to Eona, he asked sadly, a tear rolling down his cheek, "You aren't... plotting against me, are you?..."