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Metal had managed to contract a computer virus, making him feel ill and scrambled.
However, he did not want to concern Amy, so he initially hid this. After all, it's not like she could contract a computer bug, so it wasn't like it was harmful to her to keep his illness a secret.
But, as the days passed by and he found himself growing more and more drained, he decided he did not want to lie about how he was feeling anymore.
He wanted support.
And so, one evening, he tiredly signed to her that he'd contracted a computer virus and that it was making him feel unwell, and that he'd kept it a secret so as to not worry her.
Amy, of course, was a sweetheart about the whole thing, reassuring him that she'd always be there for him no matter what, and that she'd bring him to Tails for repair the next morning.
He beeped contentedly as he went into rest mode, lying against her chest.
What ever did I do to deserve her care?