Not this robot. The whole direct download to his head was not an idea that sat well with him despite his technical situation.

"-Hah! Good point," Cayde laughs then before pausing mid-drink. "Wait, no. Not Russian. Actually I can't remember where I'm from, but it's been over a few centuries so give a guy a break." He looks at Mister Shades from over his glass before resuming his drink.

"Hard to explain," he says after knocking the rest of the contents back with a satisfied sigh- clearly mimicked since he has no lungs. His humanlike behavioral ticks are certainly fluid for a robot. "Lotta weird stuff happens and a lot of us still haven't worked out how. But given you're dubious about everything I don't know that anything else I say will be any more believable."