"My wants are defined by my programming. My programming is to serve Knight Industries. Beyond those definitions, I do not have 'wants' as you might describe them, except the imperative to continue to do so."
There is silence as the car performs its own self-diagnostic. Flickers of numbers and string formulae flash past in spurts in the car's dark interior, a windshield display that appears reversed to them in their relative position in front of the Mustang.
"All my diagnostic tests are returning nominal, indicating that there has been no change to my chameleonic attributes. I do not understand how I could acquire a human form. Dr. Graiman's speciality was artificial intelligence, and I have no cybernetic enhancements or components in my construct. So I will have to say yes, I suppose that I am indeed 'only' a car."