Eaton's steam core had maintained its vigil through the night, his light sensors never wavering from Master's sleeping form. As 6:00 AM arrived, pressure built in his hydro-ionic boiler and his consciousness protocols engaged with familiar precision.
The readings from Master troubled him: increased blood pressure, labored breathing. Eaton had observed th…
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