He's worried for a moment that he has made a mistake, and he's ready to hurriedly say she doesn't have to answer, they don't have to talk about this, it's fine, when she answers anyway. And he's still a little sorry he asked.

"I got...loaned out to the police," he says hesitantly. "But I wasn't a kid. I mean, I'm only four months old now, but I was never a kid. I..."

Sure, there's all sorts of people out there. But he's been on the receiving end of a human mother terrified for her child ("Don't let that thing near her!" still plays through his mind occasionally). How could somebody's parents sell them off like some kind of...

"I didn't think people would treat their children like androids," he finishes, sounding genuinely lost.