[Cut back to: Outside the Hideout]

N releases Uzi with a soft mechanical hiss, letting her drop back to the ground. She scrambles away from his looming figure, eyes wide with a mix of fear and disbelief.

Uzi (panting): ' What the hell is wrong with you? '

N steps back, His large body shifting with an unsettling fluidity. His gaze lingers on Uzi, a strange mixture of curiosity and cold calculation in his eyes.

N (softly): ' I thought about it. For a moment... I thought about just swallowing you whole. But I’m not like them. I’m... different. '

Uzi glares, wiping the grime off her face, her voice filled with venom.

Uzi: ' You’re not different. You’re a disassembly drone, Nothing more. '

N doesn’t respond right away, instead looking down at his hands, flexing his fingers as though testing the limits of his own form.

N: ' Maybe. But I’m starting to think there’s more to me than I thought. '