[ She originally thought it was weird watching Gaige treat her robot like it was some sort of puppy, but now? Well it is as normal as Hyperion bots crashing down from the sky at random intervals.

Maya turns to look over the room for something that'll burn, enough to at least get them through the night and possibly the next few. The both of them are experienced enough with cold temperatures to know how important that shit is. ]

Shame I haven't any incendiary grenades to spare. [ A grin, attention flicking back towards the younger girl. ] The planks will do, hope they'll be dry enough to burn.

Poor robot, demoted to nightlight and fire starter.