"I don't think anyone would want me beside their beds. Or anywhere near them for that matter." That would probably be extremely detrimental to the person's mental, and possibly physical health.
After a moment of quiet consideration however, Sixshot somewhat reluctantly moves to stand up. As he does so, he shifts his mass into subspace, shrinking down to a more door-friendly robot dog. He still stood shoulder to shoulder with First Aid, mind you.
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"I don't think anyone would want me beside their beds. Or anywhere near them for that matter." That would probably be extremely detrimental to the person's mental, and possibly physical health.
After a moment of quiet consideration however, Sixshot somewhat reluctantly moves to stand up. As he does so, he shifts his mass into subspace, shrinking down to a more door-friendly robot dog. He still stood shoulder to shoulder with First Aid, mind you.