[The agitation only grows, the SecUnit breaking away to pace exactly three steps away. Then it turns back to stare at Serph, overcoming the aversion with a piercing stare as it sends out a fruitless ping for the first time in Serph's presence - a ping that does nothing. It hasn't been able to access anything since it got here.]

That's a construct. Human neural tissue integrated with technology. For the purpose of combat. Or security. Doing it with an AI is - [The dots are there to connect, but SecUnit doesn't linger on it. Was that how it was made? All the memory wipes make that impossible to figure, and the last thing it wants to think about right now. It wishes there were more of the hostile fauna here, actually. Shooting something right about now would be great.]

You went rogue.