David Day of Pauls vanishing

David was a robot, and rumors didnt mean much to him. But facts did. The fact of lacking a specific order for the day was bugging him. See what he did there, pun. He was improving his humor skills to other humans annoying. He didnt mind, his creator told him to always learn. With easy steps he wandered to a control area. The henchman who should have been sitting there was gone. Probably off to spread the rumors.

David moved his fingers to the port, easily connecting to the machine. The password, typed in right on the second time. Humans had such predicable passwords. In the following moments the AI researched his own memory noticing some orders had been deleted. It was weird, as he could even restore them. Maybe he was malfunctioning?

He downloaded some of the facts he needed. Pauls was no where on the base or the vicinity. The only one from his work group his close assistance left was Mila, Dr. Mercy was off, he liked dr. Mercy he was interesting to watch. He disconnected, the humans on the base showed clear worry. The words kidnapping and murder were swarming around. He will have to go on a deep virus scan for himself, to ensure his work ability. But on the way David started to sho away the gossiping humans with a stare. Going from 1 floor down he left the lift on the 7 floor and walked the hallways. 
Jude Styles was leaving to the lift just the one David needed. A appropriate responses were loaded in his memory. ''Hey wait. Jude , want to share the lift?'' He easily run catching up with the subject. He stared at him, not really having the right things to smile politely. ''How is you day?''

David [-2 mounts ]

David was often appointed to guard the prison level. He was just that much reliable, like some of the other AI and subjects who were obedient. Like each time he wandered from one cell to another. Occasionally striking a conversation with some of them. Why? Well Ai didnt know what bored is, but he knew what a idling around wasnt a wished threat by his programmers. Often when no one responded to him he would solve and do complex math problems. 

''You are not looking good.'' He said to one of the prisoners who were sitting behind a still door with a little peek window.
''Shut up.''
'' You should have known the danger of coming too close. Spies have that faith.''
''Being poked fun by a fucking robot.'' The man grumbled. '' Just tell me when they will put needles in me and test some drugs...I know that is my faith.''
David closed the metal peek window to search for the question like sentences. Opening it again to meet the man glance. It was so sad looking? He was 80% sure his emotion recognition softer works. ''There is no information about your being tagged for experiments.''
There was a long silence, in which the imprisoned spy was thinking.
''Say Robot...do you know what are morals? Are you aware what the boss of this place did to so many humans?''
''I know the definition of morals, I assume you wish to know if I have a program binding me to act on what the morals for you are? The answer is no.''
The huffing was noticed by him. ''And My name is David, its not nice to cal me robot.''
Somehow this was understood as a joke by the spy. It was confusing David why this would be a funny sentence. He patiently waited for the man to stop laughing. ''....The name is Marcus, its not nice to just refer to me as spy.''
David wanted to point out how that wasnt the same but decided against it, logic was not effective on human minds. ''See you later Marcus.''

Closing the peek window again David moved to a cell a bit lower.