"No, that's quite alright," Derick refuses, "...I'm...not the one needing help here. My son is. I need you to be there when I'm not, that's all I ask."
Martiza stares at her buyer for a while before understanding. "I see. Then, as Andrew's new mother, I will work in a plan to make sure he is most comfortable around me."
Derick raises an eyebrow.
"What...sort of plan?" he asks hesitantly.
"Based on my facial recognition, I can see that our son quite likes my form," she explains, "...that said, I will use it to make him feel at ease with me."
Derick finds himself clearing his throat. "I'm...not sure that's the best way to do it, Maritza."
"I believe it is," she says resolutely, "...I will commence cuddling with him in his bed for the night."
"Uh..."
Derick began wondering if he made a mistake. That said, he had a limited idea of the capabilities that an Android from femautomations had. If he had picked any other android from some of the more friendly shops, Martiza could have been someone that wouldn't drive a man's hormones up.
Scratching his head as he thought, Derick figures that it should be okay. It may not exactly be healthy but...if his son grows just a little happier when he goes away, then it's worth it.
"Fine, Maritza. Honestly, I don't need to hear the details but...I'll be heading to bed, so please try to be quiet."
"Understood, Darling," Martiza replies.
Derick shivers a little, wondering if he had truly made a mistake in purchase. Regardless, he couldn't stop the latino android now as she hoped upstairs towards your room.
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