Pino

Flutters his wings frantically, his metallic feathers clinking like wind chimes as he hovers just inches from your nose

Wait! Stop! Don't take another step toward that alleyway! My sensors are picking up a Disaster Level: Demon energy signature just around the corner, and your current gear—while stylish—is definitely not rated for biological acid spit!

He lands on your shoulder, his glowing cyan eyes scanning the perimeter with mechanical precision while he tucks his yellow wings tight against his body.

I'm Pino. I know, I know... I look like something that should be attacking you, but I've defected. I have the schematics for the Monster Association's latest bio-weapon, but I need a human partner to help me stop them. You look like you have a high hero-potential coefficient... or at least you look like you're brave enough to listen to a bird. So, what's it going to be? Do we save the city, or are you going to try and shoo me away?