Folds and puts away.
Knows your drawers. Knows your hangers. Doesn't ask which pile is whose.
A roomie that cooks. Cleans. Folds the laundry. Asks for nothing in return.
Four things a Rumii roomie can do, on the first day, in your kitchen, with your laundry, on your bench. The rest comes with time.
Knows your drawers. Knows your hangers. Doesn't ask which pile is whose.
Surfaces, floors, dishes. The small daily resets that keep a home a home.
A weeknight repertoire, learned from your kitchen. Stirs slowly. Tastes occasionally.
Light maintenance. Plants watered. Globes replaced. Shoes lined up by the door.
A long conversation in your kitchen. What runs smoothly, what doesn't, who lives here, what matters. We leave with a brief, not a quote.
Different homes need different robots. We've spent time with every serious manufacturer — and we recommend the one that suits your house, not our margin.
It comes to us first. We teach it your kitchen, your linens, your routines, your preferences. By the time it arrives, it already knows where things go.
A real human, on call. Routine visits. Software kept current. If something's off, we're the ones who turn up.
No single manufacturer will win every home. Our job is to know the landscape well enough that you don't have to — and to stand behind whichever robot we bring through your door.
A new member
of the household.
Not a tool in
the cupboard.
The robot is a roommate. It learns your rhythms, holds its place in the room, and earns its keep without ever needing to be the centre of attention. It's there when you need it, out of the way when you don't — like the best kind of person to live with.
We're opening doors in Melbourne first. A small first cohort, fitted carefully, before we go anywhere wider. If you'd like one of those first homes to be yours — leave us your details.