In any other setting and coming from anyone else, Luna would have found the guard's protection flattering and even a little adorable. However, the thing in front of her was just that... a thing. And he didn't feel like she did. As advances as these machines were, the complexities of human emotions still befuddled them. As she'd come to learn, the ZOF had been trying to make the programming of their machines a little more complex in order to understand humans more. It could be a good thing, but the ZOF was never up to any good.<br/><br/>"Daddy, why can't I play with the other children in the playground?" Luna asked feigning a child-like voice. The guard simply turned back to her, clearly not yet being able to understand sarcasm. "Come on, I'm given terrible food and I'm kept in a cage for most of the day like a rat. Can you just give me a little teeny-tiny smidgeon of time to play with the nice boy?"<br/><br/>If anything, the guard seemed slightly annoyed with her. He stepped back and sat down at the table as she walked over to Brent, mildly amused by his trick. She'd seen enough TV in the past to know how this worked, but at this point she'd rather pretend to fall for it than attempt to break it down with logic. Anything to break up the monotony of living in that prison.<br/><br/>"Sorry. My dad doesn't let me go out too much. I can't go out on dates with boys until I'm 18." Luna stared back at the guard and sighed. "He's afraid I'll get my heart broken."