" Killing to be satisfying? That's an odd way of seeing things. Oh, well it might be just me. Is your sister alright by the way? I haven't seen her since she landed. Did ya leave her in the room with her memories? That might not be too wise." He says in a could, but understanding tone.
" You seem to be the only one who's rather tense, I'd say. maybe a few drinks would do some good for you too, don't you think? 't could help ye relax. Nothin's better than a few drinks after haveing your mental stability restored. The first one is on me, what d' ya say?" He looks in her eyes, while smiling cheerfully. " Oh, and if I were you, I'd check on to your sister. 't knife is still 'ere isn't it?"
" You know, it's not the most promising thing to hear. If I accidentally spill my drink on you, you'll cut my neck open too?" He grins. "... Heh, I shoud've got that replaced too..... 't least ya can't bite my fingers that hard." He raises his left arm, and takes off the glove of his hand. Yet another metal replacement could be seen.
" Uh, sure we can invite her. As long as she doesn't want to kill me, or anyone else, we should be fine..... How could I say no to you when you look at me like that?" He winks at her, then he puts back his gloves on.
" Lead the way, I do not know where that apartment is. And for sure, she wouldn't come if I would invite her. She seems to dislike me fo' a reason."
" A beauty, that's for sure. A quite dangerous one, I must say." He laughs softly.
"You can say that. Plenty of experiments, and plenty of those didn't work out. So far, my left leg, my left arm, and my ribs. And more to come probably. I should wear some kind of protection, before I get ripped apart completely." He sighs. " But, there are good things about it too. These attachments are far stronger than the original ones. Hell, it took some time to learn how to use 'em. I couldn't even grab a glass without cracking it." He laughs, and demonstrates it, by taking a pen out of his pocket, and crushing it, turning it into dust.
" Let's get your lil' sis, shall we?" He asks, upon noticing that she have stopped walking.
" And you said i should bring some weapons in case some "meanies" show up..." He smiles innocently. " I never really used them to hurt anyone. I'm pretty sure I could easily break some bones, but hell, I'd rather not do that."
" Easy there, I've agreed not to hurt yer lil' sister. Even if she'll be mad, and insult me like hell, I won't do anything harsh. Who am I to ruin a nice family reunion?" He smiles, and throws the pieces of the pen away with a movement of his metal arm.
" Concerned about my health too? You really are a kind hearted girl. She's lucky to have you." He smiles gently, and reaches for his chest, and knocks the metal plate. " I'll keep myself in one piece. I promise."
He stands beside her, as she knocks on her door.
" I'm Nathan Blackburn, pleased to meet you in person." He leans forward slightly, as if he was about to bow. " As for being called a robot.... I could be upset about it, but I'll let it pass, since your sister is one charming lady." He laughs softly, and moves metal arm forward a bit, so she would get what they are talking about.
Damn, she really is scary! he thought
" I would be grateful if you wouldn't want to store that knife in my back. So please do not do it, okay?" He laughs nervously. "So, shall we head to the bar?"