It was hard to get an emotional response out of someone that had the majority of his body made by steel and titanium and could never interact with humans as well as he could with lifeless machines. So it was only fitting that Psychological Warfare could raise the heartbeat of Industrial through a single over-intimate act of familiarizing herself with the gun. To embrace the chance of death like that, was something that no one else but those of his kind could do.
Eyes widened, Karl's lips tilted in what only could unmistakably be a smile.
"I just polished it," he breathed out right before he pulled the trigger, this time the movement being almost like an afterthought.