The humanoid machine was rather complacent with my poking and prodding of it. I could hear the whirling of servos or the alien equivalent of them every time I moved something. Because of this, I doubted I could have moved anything if it didn’t want me to. The only real reaction I ever got from it a was occasional shift to keep its balance whenever I pushed or pulled on it.

     Once I was done looking at it, I looked down on the ground for the communicator to see if I could contact the Doc about how to operate it. What I found, however, was a scorched handful of metal and fragile broken tech between the machine’s feet. I figured it got damaged while the robot was materializing and gathered up the pieces. I put them in my pocket for the time being and look up at the robot.

     “Well, I was going to ask the Doc on how you work but I guess I really am on my own right now. Since he did compare you to a Gundam when I told him about them, I think it’s safe to say that I need to get inside of you somehow. The question is, how do I get you to open-Oh!” I exclaimed as the robot suddenly started to move and I scrambled back a few steps to give it room.

     The word ‘open’ must have been some kind of cue word for it as it knelt down on one knee and leaned foreward in front of me. A moment later, there was a hiss as some kind of seal was released and seam going down its ‘backbone’ appeared. It branched out from there and split the robot’s back into several parts that moved to the sides to grant access to the inside.