Powerful back legs propelled Merlin onto the table. The landing sounded heavy, as if someone had hit the table with metal wrapped in a towel.
Merlin was indeed a feline, one of the few creatures brought from Sol when the sleeper ships left. His fur was mostly white with a few areas of orange on the back. The top of the head and full tail length was also orange. A wire was burrowed in the side of his neck which led to the machine that was somehow speaking for the cat.
A deep motoring purr came from Merlin as he looked at the person he was talking to for the first time. He did not seem like a person who would harm him, and looking at the card shown gave some proof as to this man's origins.
Before commenting, Merlin lapped at the bowl of milk. The worrying made him thirsty, and he hadn't had a proper drink since he left the apartment on Manhattan. He felt sorry for leaving there, but he needed to survive.
"You must excuse me, I'm not really used to trusting humans."
The robot piped after Merlin finished lapping at the milk.
"Now what did you ask? Ah right. 'How'.
How I came to be is from a certain woman pouring too many francs into a dead thing to have her daughter happy again. Of course, things are always more complicated than a simple answer. I guess you could call me an experiment? Enjoyably enough I find I'm not the only one that was in Liberty, though the others were hideous animals crossed with humans. Such weird beings.
Also, I am not fully organic. Over half of my body is machinery or the micro systems that allow me intelligence at near human level. That was done by Gallic scientists who believe I had some 'god' DNA in me that could cure this or that. I really don't know that much about the testing that was done."
Merlin closed his eyes peacefully in thought.
"I hope that answers your questions, at least partially."
