And EVE smiles.

And EVE smiles.

A superfluous gesture, one she only has in her programming for corporate demonstrations and newspaper propaganda, but she smiles at the small, square trash bot introducing himself.

She isn't sure why. There isn't a human in sight to impress, nor a camera ready to show the hologram viewing world that she is an exploring hero of the people, rather than an overly armored waste of money as some big wigs presumed. There is no situation in her coding that could lead her to the action of smiling right now, and yet she does.

And, while the Earth Class robot standing before her doesn't have the detailed facial rendering systems she possesses, she swears that he's smiling back.