The android makes sure the wound is sealed, his hands trembling. "R... Ralph just wants to help." He says, twitching. "S... Sam is.. Ralphs f..friend... Sam shouldn't be in danger for Ralph's sake." He mumbled, feeling guilty. "Ralph isn't worth it."

"Pest?" He frowns, looking at the pigeon in his hands. "...Humans are cruel. Pigeons aren't pests!"

//TWITTER STOP ASKING IF I'M A ROBOT PLEASE I JUST PRETEND TO BE ONE.

His LED stays red as he looks at Sam, his eyes sad. "N...no... Ralph isn't worth it.." The android repeats quietly, squeezing Sam's hand gently. "But... He does appreciate everything Sam does for Ralph, yes..." He's then hugging the other tightly.

"....hello..."

Shrugging, Ralph holds the sleeping pigeon to his chest. "Well anyway - Ralph can work on making his home better for his new Rupert friend and his pigeon friends, yes... Yes Ralph can start doing that."

Ralph's never abandoned anyone in his life - well, except the human who hurt him originally, but that didn't count. The WR600 would stay close to the child all night. His paranoia keeps him awake, but he keeps his nervous ramblings quiet so as not to awaken her.

Ralph was trembling against Sam. He gets overheated when upset, so he's extremely warm against the other. But he does slowly calm at the humming, and eventually is completely still against Sam. Like a child, he is put to sleep with the humming.

Ralph would end up staying in stasis for five hours. His twitching doesn't even stop in his sleep, but luckily androids don't have dreams, so it isn't nightmares. He wakes up, looking around. "Mh.. Sam?"

"Oh! R.. right, yes Rupert can help Ralph!" He nods, "R... Ralph has scrap metal he can use to make bird furniture. Like... Birds... They need um.... What do birds like?"

Ralph tilted his head, gently getting up so as not to awake Sam. Getting an idea, he heads upstairs. And when Sam wakes up, Ralph is gone.

Ralph hears the other awake downstairs, giggling happily. He stays upstairs, but contacts the other through their mind communication androids have. ∆-Ralph is upstairs. Don't worry. Ralph will be down soon.-∆

Ralph giggles through the connection, nodding. A few minutes later he's running down the stairs, almost tripping. He's carrying a box in his hands, and he excitedly shows it to Sam. "R... Ralph made his friend Sam a...a..aaa g gift!"

Giggling happily, Ralph holds his hands close to his chest as he watches Sam open it, trembling with excitement. Inside. Is a dead bird. It has no feathers, and Sam's name is carved in it.

There's a few pieces here and there. Ralph nods, gently setting the sleeping bird down on a chair before beginning to bend a large piece of metal.