Ugh. Okay, so this was a fucking mistake. SecUnit shifts under Heat's evaluating stare, its posture stiffening. One arm by its side drops down into a ready position, only it has no gun to reach for. Not that it really expects an attack, but something about its posture carries the dislike of the staring, particularly when Heat's attention is closer to its face.

"Current location unknown," it says. "According to broadcasts on the Convoy's local network, the ultimate destination is Nirvana." It's not speaking flatly or robotically, though the choice of words might seem that way - until it adds on, "unless you think turning into a weird monster and going on a killing rampage is the goal."

There's an edge to that statement, like the answer to that question will matter.