[ he glances up immediately at the unhappy noise, still wired to respond to humans in distress, and pauses at the look on her face and the comment. .. ah. he rises a moment later, offering a small, reassuring smile. ]

Then I suppose it would be a good thing that I'm not human. Indeed, I'm not an organic being at all, despite my appearance. [ he hesitates, then lifts up a hand, skin receding to reveal the stark white artificial fingers beneath. a moment later, the skin returns, and he drops his hand. ] I'm designed to be capable of performing analysis on biological elements. I was hoping that I'd be able to identify what these creatures are made of.