Ying’s Journal #3
That Droid’s Rights Movement, they’re really something. Went an killed all the miners they were working with, seems kind of petty really. Then again, not like I’d really blame them. Things like this, I wonder what Threebie thinks about it. He wouldn’t say much, got real quiet when I asked. I didn’t want to push, he mighta been real cut up about it. I don’t know too much about Threebie’s life before I built him up at the academy. I’m a little sick at the idea that someone mighta mistreated him. An then here I am, building him up with scrap parts and asking him to run away with me, out to the outer rim. I dragged my best friend out to this pathetic life. I built him a junk body. I wish there was more I could do. Threebie didn’t ask for any of this, but here I am giving him no choice but to go traipsing around with me. At least I know he does it as a free droid. As my friend.