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[u][i]Location - Government Agency - Morning[/i][/u] [@KaijuBaragon]

The smell of burning flesh was never a positive. And yet, it was a shocking reminder that come things just can't be reasoned with. Ziggy didn't look at the soldier, after all, he didn't need to see it to know he was dead. And he didn't want to see it. The smell alone was sickening, and the sound of another human vomiting didn't help the mood. 

This situation had gone badly. Already he was at a complete disadvantage. He could look at Talos and part of him just knew, 'this thing isn't organic.' A machine probably. Clearly a machine judging from the voice, and how it seemed to remove its own face. It clearly wasn't human with that hole right there, and that metal jaw. The gears grinding behind that metal shell... It was unsettling. Was this what others saw when they looked at Ziggy? Something so clearly wrong that it couldn't be understood? 

"Retreat. Let others know not to get involved." Ziggy finally said, not even turning to look at the soldiers he was ordering about. One of them opened his mouth to argue, but nothing came out. Eventually, he nodded, and took a step back, cradling the body of his now dead ally. Before Talos could fire again, or even think of doing so, a wall of crystal erupted behind Ziggy, digging into the walls and sealing that entire route off. 
"Yes, I am the 'asset.'" He finally said. He hated that term. It felt so... Self defeating. "You promise that if I let you leave, you won't hurt anybody, right?" He paused to let Talos speak. "I can't just let you run through his facility hurting people. If I help you leave without having to fight anybody, you have to promise me this. You'll never come back, got it? Promise me that."