Traversing through one of the desperado facilities led to him expecting things. Soldiers to fight, random other cyborgs, maybe a Winds of Destruction member. A spitting image of himself, armed with a matching sword hadn't been on the list.

He waved a hand in front of your face and snapped to try and get a reaction. Eventually scoffing and rubbing his chin before attempting to play off his unease. Commenting on you with a loose gesture "My hair doesn't look like that. Damn rat's' nest."