So whoever built you really didn't want people knowing you were a machine, huh.

[Odd. Maybe it was some sort of sentience test.]

Well, you can always count on me for that, if nothing else. What kind of person would I be if I couldn't try to help someone I liked?

[And he's back on his feet, tapping at one of Justice's skinny little noodle arms with two fingers.]

Arms up. For real this time, okay?