"Are you okay?"

"Whoa, whoa," you say in concern, and the maid standing in front of you freezes. "Don't worry about us right now. I don't even get why you're working in your condition. You look really pale, and those bandages... are you okay? Come on, let's get you in a chair."

You start towards her, and her one visible eye goes wide. She takes a long step back, away from your outstretched hand, and immediately begins to hurriedly answer your words. "Please, sir. It is not the place of a mere plaything to untidy the chairs here with such frivolous use. There is nothing to concern yourself with. This one remains fully able to serve you. Please. Anything you request, you will receive."

This one? Plaything? You suddenly note the fearful expression on Eve's face, but before you can respond you feel a firm hand grip your shoulder. Mr. Baxter stops your advance, shaking his head in caution. "Before you grow too concerned regarding the circumstances here, I should explain. Eve here is part of the estate. Part of the inheritance, as property created by Mr. Harold Rossum. An android. Her and her... 'sister'... Lily, are robots. Not living creatures. As such, the... damage to her structure... does not affect her in the same way it would a living person."

...What?

"Are you seriously telling me that-" you start, angrily, only for the attorney to stop you with the open palm of his free hand. He then gestures in Eve's direction as he releases his grip on you.

"Look at her ears, look at her eyes. You tell me."

...

...Well shit. You look into her visible eye, and before she manages to dodge your gaze it is perfectly clear: it's an obviously-inhuman shade of amber. More to the point, the wide antennae on either side of her head escape all attempts to hide their presence. You just thought they were fancy accessories or tech gadgets before, but now you can see how they connect to her head. Mr. Baxter was telling the truth - Eve is an android!

Your mouth drops open. "How?" is the only word you can come up with, and the only response you get is a shrug.

"We have no idea," the attorney sighs. "All we have is the testimony of these girls that Harold built them as his 'playthings' and clear evidence that they are certainly not human. The rest of the estate demonstrates that clearly enough. My personal guess is that he poured his wealth into making them, though the methods used are obviously beyond any understanding I could hope to grasp. Whatever secrets to their construction exist, they presumably died with him."

You look back at the android standing in front of you, frowning. "But... if he built you... how did you get so hurt?" Eve stands silently, looking at the floor, and so you turn your question to the lawyer. "I don't get it. Was she injured by whatever killed her creator?"

Mr. Baxter only frowns. "Noah, Harold Rossum died in his sleep. It was not a violent end. From what I've gathered, the damage to Eve was caused by him. A part of his 'lifestyle,' I would guess." For a brief moment, you catch a glimpse of what you think is a look of disgust flash across the man's face - but as soon as it arrives it is gone, and he steps further into the entry hall. "Come. You need to see the remainder of the property. Perhaps it will make things clearer for you."

You follow him, as he follows Eve, and together the three of you head into the home. You turn the corner into a richly-appointed living room, discovering another android inside. This one is undamaged, and instead boasts a figure and costume best described as "pornographic." Her pupils are even fucking hearts, for gods' sake.

Her face flushes pink with embarrassment - how, you have no idea - as she quickly performs a perfect curtsy in greeting towards the two of you. "Many pardons, Mr. Baxter, for not being there to welcome you into this humble home! Lunch is underway, and required attention. I hope my absence caused no offense to the either of you."

"Sister," Eve says quietly, her voice prompting a look of shock from the android before you, "this gentleman is Noah Rossum. He has come to view his inheritance. Please, provide for his comfort and entertainment however he may desire. Your other tasks will be seen to. Sincere apologies for the intrusion." She rushes away from the lot of you with as much haste as you imagine she could manage while still seeming polite, leaving you in the company of who you can only guess is Lily. For her part, the short pig-tailed android produces a broad smile.

"My goodness! It is such a wondrous pleasure to meet you, Master Rossum. By all means, let me know how I can accommodate any and all of your desires."