"Not after... things that have happened," he said. It was vague, and he knew it. But he didn't particularly like to get into the details of what happened with Overlord.

He nodded in answer. There was no one, besides maybe a handful, he would even think to tell in the first place. His time here hadn't been... terribly social -- more the opposite. Lonely.

He watched, now, rather than dwelling on it all. As if he were trying to memorize which ones moved where. Then again, this was what he was made to do -- observe and document.

"All right..."

And, again, he did as told. There was still a hesitance to his movements, but he went to stand near the living robot all the same.