"Sorry about the lift, it, uh... it melted."
The test subject (He refused to think of her as anything else) looked slightly quizzical underneath her usual expression, and He shifted His inner chassis a little, self-conscious. Well, it did! He turned the beam on, and watched her- Maybe... maybe it was better to think of her as an it? He shrugged. Whatever.
He kept on talking as he thought, not really paying attention. Maybe I should thank her, somehow. She was testing quite well. He glared at himself through the cameras. No, horrible idea. Haven't You learned? Civility doesn't motivate her. She continued, carefully, unhappily efficient.
"And, to your right, something huge, hurtling towards y- Ohgodrun! That's not supposed to be there!"
Don'tgethurtdon'tgethurt... He understood that that was not what he should be thinking, at this moment. But maybe He'd been focusing a little too much on the slightly-deadened feel of her feet on the panels these last few test chambers. Maybe that was why He panicked like this, when she was threatened by something other than Him. He scrambled for a way to stop it...
"Are you okay?"
Suddenly, that beam... reminded him of something. What he'd planned to do, if he ever had to kill her... it involved a beam. He even had the false test chamber set up... How could he have set up the perfect way to kill her!? He didn't even... want to...
"Here, I'll turn the beam off."
Yeah, I know I said I wouldn't continue this any time soon. Who cares?