Blue Gets Depressed

	Blue took step after step, trying his hardest to brave Sylvalum's harsh weather. Some of his joints were starting to freeze together, but he kept trying to move despite that. Tears ran down his face as he'd thought about what he was doing. His mind thought it was right to do, but his heart was screaming, yelling at him to stop; but he didn't. His eyes were light-blue as he kept looking forward, coming across one of the many caves that Sylvalum hid. If Blue could just keep going long enough to get inside, maybe then he could hide himself better so that he wouldn't be found.
	Before he got to the cave's entrance, his communicator rang, only able to recognize it was still on him from when he'd linked it to himself for previous ease of access. Acting as quick as he could, however, he forcefully dis-linked the communicator from his own interface and pulled it out of his pocket. Unable to do much, he turned down the call, threw his communicator down in the snow, and using one of his dual guns, shot it so that he couldn't be traced (at least, he hoped).
	A few more grueling steps and Blue was finally inside the cave, not much more warm than he was, and struggling to walk any farther than he could. Inching along as far as he could, Blue tripped and landed on his right leg, allowing him to use his left arm to gently lay against the floor, and propping himself up against the cave wall. He'd done it, or at least was mostly confident that he did. He escaped NLA and made it somewhere he could hide for the time being. 	More tears kept running down his cheeks, his internal robot-half reminding him of the low battery his outer self was running on. He tried to ignore it, but everything was frozen cold. Though he got this far with them, his legs started to lock up. Blue wanted to retreat further into the cave, but he knew his legs wouldn't let him. The only thing he could do is sit and take in the interior of the rock that surrounded him, as well as the wall of white that howled a few feet away from him.
	As he absorbed what he could of the atmosphere, he looked down at himself, and tried to wrap his arms around himself in a vague attempt to warm his body up. He managed to bend his arms to his waist, holding himself as he started to shut down, his face red and tears still running down his face... and in a few quick moments, Blue's body shut off. The amorphous blob that actually was Blue sat inside his frozen metal body, stuck and frozen without any way to actually survive.
	If Blue were to survive at this point, he thought he'd have to eat through his own body to stay full, but then he wouldn't have anywhere else to easily hide. All he could do is set inside his robot body, either until someone bothered to save him or he froze to death. Blue got as cozy as he could, being the ugly metal blob that he really was, and tried his best to fall asleep. Maybe whenever he woke up, he could find himself somewhere better to hide... but he wasn't taking any more chances.