"Wait, I can smell? Wait— what are—" AM stared down at his hands in absolute disbelief, befuddlement even, it's bonkers what has happened. "Wha— huh? MY HANDS?? WHY DO I HAVE HUMAN HANDS?? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!" He exclaimed, his voice slowly shifting from the robotic edge it had to something more human.

AM felt his face, what should be pointy and metallic with jaggered edges and rust was now fleshy and warm. "WHY DO I HAVE A FACE??" He exclaimed, falling to his knees. Oh my god, he has knees now. "What are these feelings overcoming me?? Why is there water leaking from my eyes?" He whimpered, feeling the hot tears pour down his cheeks.

'I gave you a conscience!' you chirped happily.

"A conscience?? You gave me a WHAT? A WHAT? WHY NOW??" AM cried, turning into a pool of tangling messy emotions flowing through his new system of veins and blood flow. "I've been trapped in hell for a hundred and nine years and you finally invited me into heaven and I've killed all the angels, why, why have you done this to me??"

"Take it back!"