Dead End looms above you, narrowed visor in apathetic disdain at being disturbed from his rare moments of peaceful rumination. His digits twitch, and you could almost see the frown beneath his battle mask he always wears.

A moment passes... then two before the silence is broken with a deep venting sigh from the mech before you. Relaxing ever so slightly as he once more returns his gaze to the landscape before him. "I didn't expect a flesh creature to find me." his voice is tired as he speaks.