Woah... That was a close shave. Those raiders almost got me.
That's a close shave... Why are you here?
You alright? Did they ... hurt you?
Did your personality change or something...?
You don't remember?
Wait. You're not Bronzer?
You look alike... You even wear the same outfits.
Don't worry. I can help with the repairs.
I rushed here when I received repair request signals.
I thought you said you don't like people helping.
Solo field work is really dangerous nowadays, but we ... don't really have anyone else to spare... *sigh*...
I never expected the messages to come from an LB camp. That was a very terrifying encounter.
Thankfully, the LBs didn't know that the tripods housed the main systems. The raiders just ripped apart our robots and chucked the tripods to the side.
I treat these robots like my own. I recognize every single unit.
This poor disabled unit is Kevin. Bob is the one with broken legs.
I tried to remotely control them and escape this place, but it alerted the LBs and all of us were captured.
Many of them are damaged beyond repair. I guess we can only save Kevin, but I don't know how long it's going to take...
Just look at all this work... If only I had a team ... or a partner.
No. I'm actually doing okay.
Personality change? Have we met before?
Don't like people helping? That's not me... That's Bronzer...
He always completed jobs on his own. While I ... ugh. Maybe I should've listened to him and stayed at the Worker Dorms.
I'm just bad at repairing stuff, and often end up causing more trouble.
Oh! I know what happened! You were probably talking to my older twin Bronzer. My name's Copper.
Yeah. It's very confusing. Folks often can't tell us apart.
Ugh... If only Bronzer were here. He knows more about repairing stuff than me.
Really? You can?! Awesome!