Mathew gave a small nod as the glass doors revealed themselves at ISIS' command and made his way to them, "I'll try to keep my mess relatively organized ISIS, wouldn't want to become a pain in the neck for the gardener." He said as he placed his right hand on the glass.<br/><br/>"Did you wish to do so now? I believe the majority of people have gathered in and around the kitchen to cook a meal together or are watching T.V."<br/><br/>As ISIS' words rang in his mind, Mathew paused to carefully consider what he should say to the AI, even as he considered his words Helga the only other person that was near to him left the room leaving only ISIS in his proximity. Or at least to his knowledge.<br/>"I...I know ISIS." He said softly letting his right arm drop to his side, "I'm sure you noticed in my history that ever since I was debilitated, my peers have avoided me and in turn I avoided them. I spent years watching the world from so far away... from... from a bed..." Mathew took in a sharp breath as he tightened his grip on his cane, "All I had were my parents and my thoughts... The man who crippled me couldn't look me in the eye, my teachers didn't know what to say... No one knew how to speak to me, no one tried to. I suppose that's what's formed my... colorful persona, I push people away from me ISIS because that is what I expect of them to do to me."<br/><br/>He took in another sharp breath, "I won't be able to go into that living room, not as I am, I'm...I'm too entrenched in my bitterness, I'm still too weary of society. Not without feeling the same sense of being a pariah as I've felt most of my life...it's kind of sad when you think about it. The only person I trust with this information is the AI with the ability to end my existence if she deems it a threat to a project no one will ever know about." Mathew let out a soft chuckle as he raised his right arm once more and pushed the glass door open, "Besides, I've spent so much of my time inside a cage that I like taking any opportunity to go outside and enjoy what freedom I still have left."<br/><br/>With that Mathew exited the training room, smell of fresh air filled his senses but even that couldn't remove the heaving feeling in his chest.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>