It's fascinating just how much tactile feedback Freddy gets now. He's able to know that this was a firm handshake instead of just hoping for the best. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Souda! It is a shame that it was not on better terms."

It really doesn't sound like a complaint. If anything, he sounds mildly amused. Freddy lets go of Souda's hand and finally pushes himself out of the casket he woke up in -- and thank goodness he'd already gotten his explanation from Souda about the whole becoming-human thing, because that would have been damning evidence otherwise.

"Yes, I am a robot," he answers. He plants big, goofy bear-feet on the ground and wobbles for a moment, finding that human feet made with shockingly sensitive and delicate balancing mechanisms and aren't just platforms to hold the rest of the body up. He steadies fairly quickly, but only into an awkward wide stance. He's not impossibly tall, but easily more than a head's height above most average people.

"Well...was a robot. More commonly, I would be called an animatronic. Automata would be fair game as well. Truthfully...I have no preference for what I am called."