[ oh hello there, understandable change of topic. an interesting change of topic at that.

daylight’s winglets peek out from behind his back now, piqued by the question. his smile is back. kind of? at least he doesn't look as uncertain as he had mere seconds before. ]

Yeah! I’m a machine. [ a beat. as if he has to really consider this. ] Kind of? I guess it's more appropriate and accurate for me to say that I’m a ‘hybrid’ but…

[ he wrinkles his nose, sticking the tip of his tongue out like the word itself has left a bad taste on his tongue. ] Yuck. One of these days, I've gotta find a better word than 'hybrid' for me.