Koben's P.O.V.
Grandfather subtly looks left and right - only his eyes moving, as if afraid to get his hopes up.
"Where is your mother?" he asks with caution, not wanting to hear what he already suspects.
I tighten my jaw, still standing at the front door. "She passed away."
He shuts his eyes instantly, a pained breath entering his body.
"How can I be of help, sir?" a humanoid robot steps out, crossing her hands in front neatly. I recognize her - Rebecca. She's been with us since I was only a kid.
On Earth, you are allowed to carry any name of your choosing, apart from one starting with the letter R. Those are reserved for robots. They have been made so realistically human-looking that the naming system was put in place to avoid confusion - to be able to tell them apart from humans
