The man blinked slowly as he watched her look him over. He was used to the odd stare from his arrival. He was used to the way SHIELD had asked him questions in the medical room. He was not used to these questions. Vision looked away in consideration.
"I have not tried many foods," he confessed. "I am weeks old with only a small need to eat, though I suppose I quite like chocolate. It is my understanding that everyone enjoys chocolate." He then looked back at her. Every time he spoke his teeth part to reveal those white, brand new teeth. Everything was so clean. His motions smooth, fluid, and hardly robotic.
"I dream of humanity. When I sleep I see what has been. It is this gem, know as the Mind Stone. It was once used to cause great wickedness, now it cannot be used for harm less it is removed."