Naomi gave him a tiny smile, allowing him to assist while she considered his question. Something that should have been simple to answer turned out to be one that she actually had to grant some serious thought to. Calling him hers would have been selfish-- he was his own autonomous robot, after all. And yet it still seemed natural to think of him that way.

"My friend," she said at last. "My car, maybe for outside appearances. But my giant alien robot? You'd have to call me your human before I could agree to that one."