Chose. Right. Just like how he chose to be Providence’s leader. Knight didn’t outwardly show his apprehension, instead straightening himself and mentally preparing himself for any future negotiations.
“Calling me ‘White Knight’ is fine.” That was his name after all; maybe not the one he was given at birth, but he had used it for so long that is was embedded into his being. Mister Knight would feel too alien, too uncomfortable. It could be a tactic to catch him off-guard. Just like Dexlabs sending in a servant bot instead of a spokesperson. “So the others you have interacted with are welcoming of that attitude...? I suppose in other circumstances that is acceptable.”
Circumstances like interacting with it to get a mission or receive a reward. Telling it to take notes. Anything other than representing a major company to make a fool of the other party.
Knight crossed his legs, expression cold. “The decontamination procedure is over. You may enter.”
Computress “step“ forward the decontamination chamber, scanning the room of pure white and pitch shadows remind her of the place were that hardware of her was assembled: aseptic and comfortable.
She think about White Knight looking at her and she need to calm her program by scanning it twice, that man was unpredictable for the lack of informations and Dexter was the double of a pain with his insecurity: ‘Try to take more information by him also try to not upset him with a lot of questions!‘
‘Thanks Dexter, I’m the double insecure right now!‘
The robot now float in front of the White Knight’s desk “I’m sorry for the suddent intrusion White Knight, Dexter’s send his apologies to not being here himself but he had a conference with the others Guides and... a peculiar way to delegate me interpersonal relationship“
Trying to break the ice she smile
“I need to ask few questions and leave Mas... Emh... White Knight”
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