Warning: This phylactery unit is damaged. Remit it and yourself to the nearest Templar outpost immediately. Oh, I don't know if you should do what I just said.
May you bathe in the ERROR. of... a bath?
My protocols indicate that normally I should outrank you, but I think we would be safer with you in charge.
Attention! This unit's corporeality is disabled. Good! Somebody could get hurt.
Live and drink, [name]. Thank you for looking after me.
Who was I? How would this information serve me, or anyone else?
When I am deactivated, the time lost stretches to a strange shape.
I don't understand this unit's purpose. Why preserve the memory of someone who Sensitive information redacted!
Duty compels me to embody this ruined personality, but the fragments of it that I find are troubling. They seem to represent values running counter to most common codes of morality.
Warning! Subordinate Intelligence malfunction! Format immediately! Please don't!
Sometimes my projection suffers power surges. Please stand clear if my appearance changes. Diagnostic failed. Service Unit immediately. No! I'm fine.
What do we do now?