At first, he was glad he could get a laugh out of his observation, but it took a pretty grim turn shortly after. Johnn kept most of his composure over it, his lights flashed red for less than a moment. One man and his armies rearranging things, that was something Johnn was never a fan of. That generally led to subjugation.
"I am sorry to hear that, Annie. It seems like life in your universe was nothing short of hardship." He now felt they weren't the same, as he thought before. Her consciousness seemed stored and moved like information stored on a drive, susceptible to data corruption.
"No..." As he was about to elaborate, the coffee maker dinged its alarm. Slowly, he stood back up, Frederick watching him as he did, the 'cat' seemingly rolling its eyes its creator. "Do you like cream and sugar with your coffee? I also have several different flavors of creamer." For the moment he did embrace the change with open arms, though he would explain himself. If asked, he would tell the truth, he did not need coffee, but he enjoyed the taste and warm feeling of it. Especially since this newer body allowed it.