He nods his head, looking clearly troubled. "Precisely," he answers. Despite getting straight to the point, he doesn't feel any real relief after the emotional build-up of starting the conversation. So it was with these kind of conversations.

"At home, I'm normally considered a representative for robotkind and a peacekeeper. I don't know that I could ever join a rebellion group there, and I've even stood between robots and humans who opposed each other, doing everything I could to prevent them from attacking or hurting someone in the crossfire. I always held out hope that we could find a peaceful way to resolve the ways robots had been mistreated by humans. And finally, several years ago, we were given our rights through international law. But now I..." He cuts himself off, distracted for a moment by a mix of overwhelming emotions.

"Now I'm here, in this world, being asked to join this fight."