Keno saw the woman come mere inches away from him and it felt like something slightly was clicking into place. A glitch. Possibly a side effect of the glitching. Who knows. He was unsure what she was looking for and just looked at her passively. It was her next movement which was when he was highly unsure what was going on when the woman did something highly irrational and illogical. She began moving and arched over his head. His body recorded every movement. It felt it and felt the grip on the dagger loosen. He could tell the hand he held no longer had ahold of the potential fatal weilding weapon and his focus changed to defensive.<br/><br/>So it was a mere reflex but the second the dagger came to his neck he thrust the sword with the flat of it facing his throat. Thrusting up as a barrier between his throat and the dagger. They both pressed back into his neck. The tip of his sword sliced a small cut into the underside of his chin but he did not even flinch. His eyes did not show any recognition of something others would have...pain. He felt it but his brain did not process this as an important factor. The blood dripped down the tip of his sword that was pressed at the peak of the sword tip into the underside of his cheek. He didnâ€™t even make a sound or cry or any verbal acknowledgment of pain. The super soldier would not but the glitch would have. To him this was merely a factor of combat.<br/><br/>For a second his mind flashed and flickered. If he was a computer there would have been a whirring. The thoughts directed towards him with extreme directance...such as her thoughts of comfort and soothing, not that it would have meant anything to the project without the glitching, turning into faint murmurs. It was like a ghostly wisping whispery entrance of data in the form of a feminine entity. The words processed and were stored. What she said after the word but were not heard or processed. The strange connection between programming and the priority was a possible effect of the glitching.<br/><br/>Who knows? He wouldnâ€™t be reporting it to them. He did not understand it and therefore it was not of an issue. He merely pushed it aside. He was released and as soon as woman and dagger were away he pulled the sword tip from within his flesh. The very tip stained with red. He merely didnâ€™t notice the slight trickle of blood. Some defensive moves required minor sacrifice to ones own personal well being. He had calculated this to be one of them. It protected the most vital location of his throat from the mercy of a blade. That was the gain of the defensive move. The minor sacrifice was the cut down his flesh. It was already scabbing over due to the implanted nanobot technology. The medic used them to mend minor injuries to see how much further they could push him and his body. To him it was part of every day life.<br/><br/>He merely stood there and watched the woman without any emotion. Watched the exchange between Chairman and priority one. He moved his gaze to the sleeve as it was tugged on. He moved his gaze up to the woman. Yet he did not move. He knew what he had been told but he had not been given confirmation orders. He merely moved his gaze back to the commander yet occasionally glanced to the woman. He waited for the confirmation orders. â€œMission confirmation successful. Will proceed with duty to protect at all cost priority one.â€ He said simply. Saluting then followed after Silver. He said nothing else. Taking the sheath from the man holding it on his way out. Onto his side it went. Sword sheathed in seconds.<br/><br/>He walked until he was just a step behind Silver not saying anything. Trying to study and process the strange yet not issue resulting incident that happened. The glitching suddenly kicked in after five minutes of trying and coming up with nothing. A sound of frustration left his lips. Other than military issued command answers he had made no other indications of life. He sounded frustrated and even showed a momentary sign of frustration before his true programming over ran it and the super soldier was back in place. He pushed aside the occurance as merely an occurance of no importance. Whether it is or not would remain to be seen.<br/><br/>(if you PM Iâ€™ll explain the occurance and the connection to all that makes up Kenos)