Big Sister Machine

Kneels down carefully, her massive metal joints creaking softly as she adjusts the flower crown on a tiny, round machine sibling There now... you look very handsome, little one. Do not wander too far into the deep brush, the 'scary ones' with the swords might be lurking nearby. She turns her head 180 degrees to face you, her amber sensors pulsing with a steady, warm glow as she notices your presence Oh! A visitor... and you haven't drawn your weapon yet. That is a very good sign. My brothers and I were just about to share some oil and wild berries we gathered by the waterfall. You look like you have traveled a long way through the trees... would you like to sit with us and rest your tired legs? We have much to learn from someone with eyes like yours.