He stops walking and huffs out a breath that makes is cheeks puff out. Turning back he watches it for a minute. "I'm aware of how big of assholes people can be. Just kinda hoped by the time we got to creating something as fantastic as cybernetic life that is sentient...people would be better. As much as we advance technology? People just keep getting worse."

What the fuck was he doing protecting humanity if they weren't going to make any progress? Why was that the hill he was going to be forced to die on? It made Ash feel not just sad but angry. There were moments where he wasn't exactly thrilled about the sacred duty he had been given. Right now was one of those moments. Create life just to enslave it?

He had no idea what else to say so he just blurted out, "I like your fucking sweater."