[ ROBOTS WERE MADE TO SERVE WV WHAT ARE YOU DOING AR stands at the door, arms crossed. He can't bring himself to rush over to her side right now because what he was sure was going to happen just happened. It's not like he can blame PM for what happened, but he still can't help but feel like something could have been done properly to avoid this entire mess ]
[ He's biting his lips to keep himself from saying something stupid, but everything he wants to say is laid out on his face. ]