Not as far as the androids are concerned.

She starts going to bed.

She sits down next to her. 

Exciting day.

Yes, it rather was.

...Pretty sure I can take them if I have to. Also pretty sure I won't have to. But. 

That's good. On both counts.

Good night, fore-citizen.

Good night.

She does not need as much sleep as Genea. She would like to play with chemistry. She sits around and does so.

He opens a private channel to 2B.

Busy day.

Yes.

But fun.

Okay, just say it.

We shouldn't be here. We shouldn't be helping. These are clearly not our humans; this isn't our world.

You'd just leave them?

Yes. We shouldn't be here. We should go back.

Found a way to make that happen, have you?

...No.

Me neither. The magic's probably our best bet, but as long as-

Then we should stop wasting resources and get them to focus on that.

We don't even know if it's possible.

Then ask.

Tomorrow. But they need us here, you heard them. We can do more to help humans here than we ever could smashing the inexhaustible scrap back home.

...They're not our humans.