They were trying to be more like the ship's human. The ship's human apologized while treating their friend's injury, though at least it was minor. Sad that their friend hurt themselves trying to push it too far. -- DaniAndShali
"I tried to tell you," said Human Otz as she carefully cleansed Orz' injuries. "My fanciest buugengs[1] are sharp. Why didn't you stick with the light plastic ones I printed for you?"
"You warned me that I was not skilled enough. That I wasn't ready and it was dangerous," Companion Neil winced as the antiseptic went on her injury. "You do use the word 'sharp' to describe things that are hot, cold, and bright."
"As well as literally sharp," sighed Otz. "Okay. I understand the confusion, but they're also pretty heavy. As you have learned. You're lucky it bounced away from you instead of through you. Why did you try to take them down in the first place?"
Neil shrank in on herself out of guilt. "I... wanted to show you... how my strength training was paying off."
Otz sighed as she added the bandages and anti-infection sealant. "Neil, I love you, but you can be a real idiot, sometimes."
"I know," murmured Neil.
"There's a fine line between wanting to be more like your Human and wanting to be too much like your Human. Think things through, eh? Scan first, act later - oh my Powers, I can't believe I just said that."
Neil had to giggle. "We are usually telling you to do that."
"Yeah, listen to your own flakking advice."
[1] An S-shaped form of staff usually used for contact juggling entertainments that also involve visually entrancing overlapping patterns. Look it up, you're welcome.
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