The AI paused at the door, hand holding the door frame as he glanced back at the other man.
This... did not make sense. How could a human tell so much? It was true, he had been practicing and studying on appearing more human-like, especially as necessary as it was with taking on the Professor's role, to 'convince' Clavell and Arven of who he was--
But he was not acting this time. He was not trying to appear as the professor. So how could--
And, most of all, how could this human who just minutes ago was barely saying anything at all to him, determine so much? He had seemed deeply preoccupied with whatever his goal had been to be paying attention to him, much like the professor.
It was just...
Difficult for him to compute. Fingers flexing on the wood of the frame as he tried to assess an appropriate response from the thought patterns and memories of the professor.
"...I will once I have completed my task, I promise."
He had a task to complete. That took priority. He could last that long without needing to deal with his held back responses. Leaving the room fully, he called over his shoulder, as if to reassure the soldier-
"Please do not worry about me."
He... did not know how to comprehend concern. Much like with Clavell--
He was just an AI copy, after all. He was not human, though perhaps this man had not noticed that yet.
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The AI paused at the door, hand holding the door frame as he glanced back at the other man.
This... did not make sense. How could a human tell so much? It was true, he had been practicing and studying on appearing more human-like, especially as necessary as it was with taking on the Professor's role, to 'convince' Clavell and Arven of who he was--
But he was not acting this time. He was not trying to appear as the professor. So how could--
And, most of all, how could this human who just minutes ago was barely saying anything at all to him, determine so much? He had seemed deeply preoccupied with whatever his goal had been to be paying attention to him, much like the professor.
It was just...
Difficult for him to compute. Fingers flexing on the wood of the frame as he tried to assess an appropriate response from the thought patterns and memories of the professor.
"...I will once I have completed my task, I promise."
He had a task to complete. That took priority. He could last that long without needing to deal with his held back responses. Leaving the room fully, he called over his shoulder, as if to reassure the soldier-
"Please do not worry about me."
He... did not know how to comprehend concern. Much like with Clavell--
He was just an AI copy, after all. He was not human, though perhaps this man had not noticed that yet.