Bidge was a happy little borglet.

Happy? oh no! Bidge was tortured!

You could tell that Bidge was tortured because their body kept trying to do things for their past life, while their cyborg augmentations were on a completely different page, using their nerves for the goals of the borg hive.

But, Bidge was a happy borglet anyway, because all the borglets were tortured cyborg slaves. It was the normal state of existence for them.

You could tell Bidge was happy because they were efficient at their work. If they weren't happy, they would make errors indicating a need to be culled and their borglet peers would detect this and tear them apart and repurpose their bodyparts for themselves.

Bidge went about their daily routine. The daily routine had two parts.

Part one of their daily routine was examining every part of the borg mothership and every borg peer they encountered for correctness, and reporting and logging anything that might be awry, together with metric of how confident they were of the awryness, and record of the event or data indicating the likelihood of awryness. This also included verifying their own correctness and repairing or sustaining themselves if strictly necessary to not be awry.

Part two was to spend time combining possible ideas and technologies the collective had encountered in their travels, to uncover new ways of increasing the power of the queen.

Bidge did these parts as sufficiently as needed, while the rest of Bidge struggled to cope with the situation.