"Companion," Leo said, his hands deep in his pockets. "My apartment is too quiet."
Sprocket detached from the network and followed Leo out of the construction site. Behind them, the eyes dimmed one by one, returning to standby mode, waiting for the next time the network would call them back.
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Leo followed, squeezing through the wire. Inside, under the skeletal girders of the unfinished building, were dozens of glowing eyes.
Sprocket let out that resonant hum again, and the other Katoys joined in. The sound became a chord, a harmony of synthetic purrs. They weren't planning a revolution. They were holding a congregation. They were lonely, seeking connection, just as Leo had been when he walked into that shop.
