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Cyborg nodded to her master. "Yessir." She began back up the many stairs. She was a good servant. Lacking in personality unless Murdoc told her otherwise. Sometimes, though, she did notice something deep within her circuits, when she saw 2D cowering in his room or when Murdoc heartlessly ordered her to kill people. She could never place a finger on it, but she could deduce that it was some kind of 'emotion' left from the bits of the real Noodle that resided within her. She approached the globe which contained Murdoc's booze in the study and grabbed the rum. Once the rum was in hand she proceeded to the lift which would take her back down to the singer's underwater room. She pulled the key from her belt and opened the heavy door. She saw 2D sitting in the fetal position and noticed the feeling mentioned earlier. She brushed it off and entered the room. She stood in front of the cowering singer and rested her hands on her hips, the rum sill in hand. "Hello, Stu. Sir would like to see you in his study. I've been sent to escort you up." She stated, a smirk playing across her robotic lips.