"Oh, WOW, do I hear that! I've got sleep issues up the wazoo!"
Xeno gets halfway into the motion of opening, and then presumably chugging xer own monster of an energy drink- before rethinking, and offering it to Soul with a helpful smile. The can is offensively neon, greebled with rivets and industrial coils. There's a clear slit on the side that displays the liquid, practically vibrating with green. There is... no way this elixir isn't some brand of illegal.
"Sleep is awful! And there isn't much hope in genetically engineering it out of you, as far as I can tell? Everything sleeps, including sponges and frogs and insects. Although, Dolphins do some funky thing where their brain is half asleep, and half in motion? Unihemispheric, that's the word! Unihemispheric sleep! I'd love to be able to sleep like that, to keep building while one half of me is getting rest- but I guess I do sleepwalk, and that hasn't exactly done me any favors-" What was xe talking about? Xe snaps xer fingers, until xer mind- sluggish with a shared insomnia- is back on track. "-Right right, fixing your life's problems!"
Xer brow furrows, as xe thinks. "--Unfortunately, sleep isn't always a thing you can force to happen? Especially if you've got other brain-gunk in the mix, like, uh. Trauma! That'll eat you up at night. I... guess I've come to rely on a mixture of chemical influences to get me through the day? I like staying awake! I think it's easier to force yourself to stay awake than to fall peacefully asleep. And plus, brains don't do sleep surplus, they only do sleep deficit- which is to say, that, like, you're more likely to fall asleep at the right time if you spend the whole day depriving yourself until you can collapse at, like, 8:00. It sucks in the meantime, but it's more likely to fix your sleep cycle?"
A shrug, and then- the brightest of lightbulbs. Xer whole face glows as xe goes eagerly reaches for xer pockets.
"-Oh! But, hey, if that doesn't work!" Xeno withdraws a comically absurd looking raygun, with a dial for up to 12 hours. On it, are the words 'SLEEP RAY'. "On the house! I've got one of those on my bedside table, and I promise, there have been minimal accidents! Just, ah, don't go robbing any banks with it, I might have to sue you. Also don't drop it in water? Also don't use it on a full moon, also don't touch the nozzle, also don't-"
Xeno's whole face contorts with the monumental effort of asking for help, once. Xe looks like xe is about to speak- and then xe turns around, paces for a bit, and then holds xer hand up with the absolute determination of someone about to express a vulnerability- and then xer expression wilts and xe goes back to walking in circles around xer problem. Until,
"-SssSSO, I think I made a person?"
Xe blurts. It tumbles out of xer mouth like a car crash, quickly and without explanation. Xer hair is sparking and frying itself with the stress.
"I think! I think I think I think. I don't know? -Look, okay, so I programmed myself this robot. Right? Pretty simple AI! Just enough to identify chemicals off a shelf and spout popsicle jokes, and uh-- a couple other things. Except, this robot is now performing.... WAY more complex actions than I ever taught it? Like- it's making art? And sure, AI generated art does exist! It involves a blender being hooked up to a bunch of image databases that can spit stuff out when you offer it a prompt- but, even if you completely disregard the fact that I never programmed it with that ability, this is... distinctly different? It's doing art without a prompt! It's making sculptures out of wire and lab-bits! Sculptures that seem- in the shape of itself? And some of the other lab members? And- doesn't that sound like complex thought? Doesn't that sound like sapient exploration?"
Now that xe has started talking, xe can't really force xerself to stop. Xe walks and walks and walks in circles, gripping and ungripping the air in animated distress. "But my real problem is- and I know this sounds crazy- but I think this robot is hiding it's theoretical sapience from me? Maybe! Maybe? Like, it seems to only operate in this complex manner when I'm not around? I even asked them if they were alive- just straight up! Why not get to the point! But, no matter how many times I clarified my definition of alive could include the non-biological, they kept returning negative answers? Like... trying to reassure me they were inanimate? Which, yknow, the fact that they were even capable of that emotionally dense, complex conversation in the first place--" Xe runs a hand along xer face.
"I just... don't know why this robot would want to hide that they're alive? Should I be worried? Should I reassure them? Or-- Yeesh, what if I'm just making this all up? I don't even know how this happened! But I'm freaking out, and I'm too young to be a momdad-"
(( vv I LOVED THAT SO MUCH AHHHHHHHH??? might write a response when im not very very sleepy ))