“.. No, but some grown adults attempting to follow you, thinking your alone-“
He snapped his fingers.. and a large swarm of those bits rush past either side of him.. and.. her?, moments later, their were sounds of terrified screaming, sounds of running.. and we’ll, and began to dim.
“… When your truly not.”
“… Middle-age men, if you took a moment to look around, you’ll notice there are various sets of my own.. “security”, survialnce being one of them. And my little bots..”
The large swarm of bots kinda pilled up next to him, and-…… kinda rubbed against his hand?
“.. Are my personal favorite line of defense. After all, they are my first creation.”
