[An emergent intelligence? Devero's eyes light up. He jumps down to the floor and strides down the aisle towards the other person.]

I didn't want to assume-- I thought you might be wearing a reactive mask, a lot of my Guard mates had them for nights we had leave--

[Don't babble, Devero. He stops at the end of the rows of seats.] Is the entire body artificial? Or are you an augment with an artificial intelligence?