The malfunctioning Maus teetered around a bit, but with a cracked screen and a smoking hot core there as little it could do. “If you’d just let me fix you…” Zeveroux gave an exasperated sigh. “It seems like you two will be here for a while. It’ll be more convenient if I give you names,” he said suddenly. He looked over at the functioning Maus, “Do you have names?” he asked.
The screen on the Maus’s face flashed the letters “M-u”.
“And that one?” he asked.
The letters “R-h-o” flashed on the screen.