Tall, broad and built like the platonic ideal of a dangerous person, Murderbot's already moving to place himself between the presumably-human man and the entrance of Mikabo. No, it's not wearing its armor, but if it gets hurt, it can be repaired with relatively more ease than most vital human organs. Besides, they don't need to beat the whole restaurant up, they just need to get away.
It pushes up one of the sleeves of its hoodie, exposing a metal plate along its forearm that pulls aside to reveal some sort of laser gun.
Food Fight!
Tall, broad and built like the platonic ideal of a dangerous person, Murderbot's already moving to place himself between the presumably-human man and the entrance of Mikabo. No, it's not wearing its armor, but if it gets hurt, it can be repaired with relatively more ease than most vital human organs. Besides, they don't need to beat the whole restaurant up, they just need to get away.
It pushes up one of the sleeves of its hoodie, exposing a metal plate along its forearm that pulls aside to reveal some sort of laser gun.