'There... Is a belief this is the human form. Perfected, without emotions. They clearly do not have the capability for a full conversion... And so he has been left... Like this.' He mumbled. There were no words of comfort he could offer. It was what it was, a sad attempt at a Cyberman.<br/>Perfect human form, indeed...<br/>This being still had emotions. He was afraid, he was so afraid and he needed help.<br/><br/>The sound repeated, longer, drawn out. As though even the speaker that was giving it a voice was giving up.<br/><br/>'I am... So sorry.'<br/>Though whether he was speaking to Isabel or to William, it wasn't clear.<br/>'He seems to have far more of his humanity left than he should.'