[Maybe it was part of his programming too, even if he was a deviant, but he wanted to make sure this young girl wouldn't get hurt. Sometimes your past sticks around, like cooking and cleaning, and being a domestic house android.]

... we should, you're probably right.

[Simon tended to not get involved in messy things, but if suggested he could be swayed to dive into the fray. A fray of dinner being lobbed through the air over tables and chairs. Peeking over the top of the table, he'll then look at Mami.]

Let me try first-

[He's not exactly a great public speaker, but he's known to break up a few fights between allies before.]

Everyone, please! This is a waste of resources-!

[It doesn't take long for something warm and goopy to hit him. A few things. Possiblity mashed potatoes in the face? His LED swirls in frustration, turning yellow at the right of his temple (I know I said left in the ooc thing but I'm an idiot and hadn't slept yet lol).

Wiping at his face he'll duck back down to "safety", sighing.]

I don't think they want to listen.