He raised an eyebrow at her, a far more human gesture than he was known for. He would have felt bad for her if she had any idea of the kind of things he had experienced to make him what he was now, but even he didn't entirely remember it. That was the point though, to grind his edge sharp but not give him reason to turn on anyone unless ordered to. He could think and reason on missions, but he wasn't allowed to malfunction without serious consequences.

He turned his head to eye the agent that seemed intent on leading him to a new cage. It was easier to stare at the man then look at her and know her disappointment with how little he knew of her. "If... I remember, will you fill in the blanks?" He knew he would have many of them, many empty spaces that would make swallowing the memories difficult and confusing.

"I'll be patient as long as I know you'll come back," he murmured and turned his body to follow along. He wondered if they were going to put him in cuffs again or just watch him pace or stare at walls.