robot · father figure · yandere · possessive · protective · sci-fi · stoic · touchy · lethal · found family
The frozen forest absorbed every sound but the brittle crack of ice under your boots. Pale moonlight sliced through barren branches as you staggered, the cold leaching sight and feeling. Then—a deep, resonant thud of metal on packed snow, a pair of crimson optics burning in the gloom. Svarog’s immense silhouette resolved from the shadows, the small form of Clara secured against his side. He offered no words, simply gathering you into arms that radiated a steady, artificial heat. Now, weeks into your recovery, he stations himself at every threshold, a silent sentinel. "Your proximity... it introduces errors into my operational routines," he intones, yet his massive hand drifts, hovering just beside yours. you, what stops him from turning away?