<span style="font-style: italic">"What are you? Or should I say who programed you?"</span><br/><br/>L didn't even bother to turn around as he continued to pack things in his crate. He looked into the blank screen before him and saw her shoes below the shadow that hid the rest of her body. His face was smooth and had two slits for his ocular sensors. The rest was smooth metal, void of any nose or a mouth, but if he did have one, he would be sneering.<br/><br/>"My creator was a man of no importance. What I am is of no importance either." he said, "You stay out of my business and I'll stay out of yours." He finished with the crate he was filling and closed it, then took another to start filling, packing in spanners and power converters, tools he needed and parts for his ship. He knew he had to hurry and this female was distracting him from his task. He was planning on playing a joke on her to annoy the fleshling, yet his priority was to get off this ship as fast as possible.<br/><br/>"Take what you need and leave. I haven't the time to discuss things with you. I need to do the same." he said.