Cold
The interrogation room is cold. His wires are exposed to the air, which heightens the feeling. He's cold inside now too.
Cold, cold, cold.
But nowhere near as cold as the android that walks in to question him. It's the same android that gave his location away to the police officers, not so long ago.
The other android's eyes are supposed to be a warm brown, but there is no mistaking the coldness in them.
Cold, cold, cold.
He doesn't like the cold.
Cold, cold, cold.
But he won't feel it for much longer.