“She’s sweet on him, it seems, so we should let them have a chat when they can.” Byte rolled to a stop in the middle of the room, and his little binocular eyes rose to blink at the droid on top of her head. “All of her models were decommissioned years ago,” the droid advised. “Not all of them.” Anya grinned. “Besides, Bitsy’s had a few upgrades in the time since.” Daios leaned, peering through the lens from behind Anya’s head to see bright pink hearts radiating around Byte’s little body.
DROID ROMANCE
