One winter night, the neighborhood lost power. Lila lit candles and set Heyzo on the windowsill. The robot's battery was low, but it insisted on a final task: it wanted to be better. "Teach me," it said, the cyan letters scrolling. So Lila taught Heyzo about the small, human things—how to hold silence after a bad day, how to notice when someone needs a smile, how to fold a fitted sheet without swearing.