[ To protect mankind...? Well, he guesses he himself qualifies as 'mankind', but again, he's more used to MTs trying to murder him than give him any assistance for no reason at all. They're obviously not the same, but his experience hadn't exactly been positive with all things robotic as of late. His skepticism comes across in his wary expression as he nods rather slowly. ]

Whatever's fastest. I guess summarizing it out loud could work. Keep forgetting you probably have a really good memory of all that stuff.

[ Meanwhile, Noctis can barely remember what happened fifteen minutes ago. He feels a little inadequate here, but he likes to think he's still getting by okay as a newcomer.

All those months of camping out in the wilderness and being chased by the local wildlife had prepared him reasonably for this kind of situation. He just wishes he had Gladio and Ignis to help keep him from poisoning himself or at least to pitch a decent looking tent on their behalf. In lieu of any of that, he guesses he's stuck with an android as his most vital resource at the moment. ]

Is there any way you could ever go against your programming? What if someone changed your orders? Or what if you decided you were tired of serving humans?

[ It's a scary thought -more to himself than this guy. He wouldn't really be able to stop it, and some valuable information can wind up in the wrong hands, which makes him hesitate telling him anything personal. ]