A smile came to his face at her apology. "Please, there is no need to apologize." He spoke as he made his way toward the coffee maker, two tendrils came from him that had more a liquid quality to them. They both grabbed on to mugs and set them down next to the maker as he made his just past it to a fridge. Opening it, he looked at his creamers, Cinnamon? No. Mocha? No. Hazelnut. Heading back to the maker, he poured his creamer in first, then filled both of their mugs. After putting the creamer back, he returned, setting their mugs down as he sat.
"As I said, no. I was not always enhanced, I used to be fully human. I was in a lab accident that took my life, but luckily for me two of my friends were there. They were able to transfer my soul in to a prototype body I had made." There was no sadness in his voice, nothing of the sort. He was glad Blank and Erandur were there, though he did not fear death, he still had much to atone for before his life faded.