[...That line of thought seem unfinished. The other will not clarify the issue they were having. It doesn't surprise him, but now he's left wondering. Because it was something about himself that gave them pause. The uneasiness of not knowing what the other is thinking isn't going to leave him anytime soon. Despite being given a place to return to, the memories of the other turning on him still lingers, haunts him.]

...I was looking for someplace quiet, took the high ground to get a better view of the place. Those robots, they had to be coming out from somewhere. [Some backroom space that the general public aren't suppose to go through, therefore an ideal spot to have some privacy if he could locate it.]

Once I found an entry point, I...ended up exloring the back areas until I eventually arrived here.