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Welcome to the gun show.
He looked around from where he was, watching the humans bustle around. He didnt blink, because he didnt need to. He didnt really know what his objective was, he woke up alone with his creators nowhere in sight. Now he was among humans who took him for one of their own at a glance. Perhaps he could learn from one? He started walking, going against the flow of traffic of the bustling people.