(ooc: Harmless in a Huge Transformer sorta way XD)
Glitch was still hugging the wall with his back, not really sure how to take this talking metal thing calling itself 'Jazz'. Glitch seriously doubted he had ever come across something like this, even if he regularly lost his memory and couldn't remember from one moment to the next.
When 'Jazz' lowered itself to his level, Glitch scooted away a bit more, but still kept his back to the wall. He didn't know how comfortable he was with dealing with all of this right now, and it showed "I, uh... Glitch." Even if he was a tad curious as to how it was moving about, he couldn't find the right words to express what he wanted to ask or say. It was as if his faulty memory had sucked up every last ounce of his vocabulary, and he was left without any way to express himself.