As Ienis started to fight the blobs of undiscernable matter that had surrounded them, #183 stood still and watched. He didn't understand that there was any threat, his metal hands down by his sides as he looked down at the mobile globs of goo that had started to get closer to him. While the fight occured behind him, he knelt down slowly and reached a hand out to touch one of them.<br/>An acrid smell began to emanate from the creature, as well as a quiet sizzling noise. He leant down to see what was causing it, only to find that the smell and the noise were both caused by the metal of his fingers dissolving slowly. With a concerned thought that he might be breaking his orders, he pulled his hand away only to have the blob come with it, moving further up his arm as it tried to slowly engulf him. Concern turned to panic as he was suddenly aware that something could very much stop him from existing was in fact trying to, his emotionless face betraying the new emotion that was coursing through the tubing that served as his veins.<br/>He clenched his hand hard in an attempt to save the soft rubber on his palm, only to find the creature make a shreiking noise. A thought cut straight through his panic, a sudden moment of clarity as to what he was dealing with here. "Stop damaging them!" #183 shouted loudly towards the fight behind him. "They are alive!"