The Nomad | Inscryption P03 x Reader

Let's Talk for a Bit.

{3rd Person POV}

         It has been about a whole ten hours since y/n has passed out, or more likely, fell asleep. P03 was eventually able to get some work done in the meantime but was still fairly distracted by her. Finally, he caught a glimpse of y/n lifting up their arm. She pulled her hand to her face, feeling the fabric that has been attached.

         You had no idea what happened. You were still looking down at your lap, but you could tell that you were in the factory, given the dim lighting and whirring of machinery. Y/n looked up, seeing a few boxes that they have labeled for P03. 'Ah... I'm in his room...' she thought to herself. Y/n put their hands behind them onto the side of the table to help push herself to stand up.

         Once she succeeded, she turned around and met eyes- or screen- with P03, who had been watching the pathetic performance. 

         "Uh... Hello. Sorry, I don't know what happened, why I'm covered in blood, or why my chin is fucked up. But I assume that you helped me, so thanks, pal." You said with a weak smile. You extended a shaky hand to pat his stupid square head, but he abruptly grabbed your wrist. 

         "Don't touch me. Also, don't call me 'pal,' you weirdo. Now, explain yourself. Better make it quick and forgivable." He said with an annoyed expression. Y/n just laughed and sat down on a couple of boxes next to him.

         "Well, to be completely honest with you, I have insomnia. I have not slept for the past four days so my body must've just given out on itself when I got here today. The only time that I got close to falling asleep, I ended up having a night terror. Now, before you berate me, just imagine how you would feel if you went four days without being able to charge. You'd probably feel pretty shitty." She explained herself, adding the last bit onto the end, knowing that P03 would likely jump to conclusions as per usual. 

         "Insomnia? Just sleep, idiot. Night terrors? Just don't dream. Tch, humans are so inefficient." He paused for a moment, 'I suppose it wouldn't feel great if I tried to function without being charged for a few days...'  "Fine, whatever. Just go home for the day, I don't want you to do work if you're just gonna do a bad job." 

         "Oh... okay, if you say so." You got up and made your way to the door, shaking and slightly stumbling with every step. 'This isn't good. I might have hit my head a bit hard, but I can't tell the microwave that.' She thought, knowing that he would just rant about the pathetic "human body."

         However, without her knowing, P03 had gotten up and was following close behind, curious as to why they were moving terribly. He was baffled when y/n went to reach for the door handle but missed it completely. 

         "What the hell was that? Are your eyes closed or something?" He startled her a bit, but she kept her gaze on the door. 

         "My bad. I was just not looking at it when I went to open it... haha..." She paused before attempting to open it again. Slowly, she reached forward and felt for the handle with her fingertips. "Okay, I got it. I'll see ya tomorrow!" You managed to open the door, but he still followed close behind.

         "... I will assist you to your house. You are showing clear signs that you cannot function on your own, human." He was concerned for you. He was trying to keep his cold and mean character, but it was beginning to falter. To be honest, he has grown curious about your home and why you felt the dire need to be there, so he can use this as an opportunity to see it. Maybe it'll help him understand who you are a bit more. 

         "You really, don't have to, P03. I don't want to hear you complain in the future about how you had to stop being the "cool guy" to assist an incapacitated person. Plus, you'll just make me work double for making you go out of your way and halt your work," She swiftly responded and kept walking.