[ He smiles a little, when it's remembered. Aw, his creepy eye is memorable. ]
My excuse is mechanics. [ He shrugs mildly. He's too tired to be his usual overly concerned and shifty about any of this. He's sick of that part. ] I'm a prototype, and far from perfect.
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My excuse is mechanics. [ He shrugs mildly. He's too tired to be his usual overly concerned and shifty about any of this. He's sick of that part. ] I'm a prototype, and far from perfect.