Sometimes, sir, I think my maker was of a Promethean line like the Zeky. He just couldn't die. Maybe I'll be a cockroach like him and last long enough to help you all at the end. [ He's joking about it, but he means it. He doesn't plan to die of anything but his Azoth burning out. He's going to help do heavy lifting as long as he can. ]

Yes, sir. Some I'm sure I'm not privy to yet. But I'll do what I can in the operations I've been assigned to. [ He thinks of TFV and the dossier Chief Eli gave him. He read through it on the same day it was given to him. ]