He shook his head, "No."

I tried to raise his head but he swatted my hand away, "You are."

He denied again, "Nope."

"You really are," I smirked, it's so seldom to see, maybe I can make fun of it...

"I'm not." He said again, clearly irritated now.

"Yes, you are..." I said in a sing-song tone.

He sighed helplessly, giving up before finally looking up and showing his red and puffy eyes and his slightly wet cheeks, "So? What if I am?"

"Oh, nothing, in particular, I was just curious as to why Eion the robot was crying," I asked him, "I just didn't know you have feelings. Sorry...