"...Okay. I'm a robot. Gonna make that clear. But..."

She seems to mislike the question, preferring to stare back out over the battle happening below. Her gears click in a steady rhythm.

"Saying I like much of anything is a bit fuckin' much," Vika answers at last. She's. So quiet. "But it doesn't feel like a defective element. It's mystifying, and I don't like being mystified so it's annoying, but when I got presented with the option to be something else that didn't sound like the shot I wanted to call. Wish I could make more sense for you."