"What? No! Nonono. Don't- don't touch me! Leave me alone. I don't want Your… "surprise". If you do anything… I-I'll… I'll throw myself into an incinerator. Don't touch me." He glared, trying to remain calm. What had he thought? That She was going to leave him alone? That maybe, given peace, he could keep it together? He maneuvered back a little, murmuring. "I never did anything to You. It wasn't my fault. Not really. I couldn't help it. I'm- I'm innocent."
She was thinking about it, he thought for a moment. But more time passed, and everything remained still, and he didn't hear anything more. She… She left. He couldn't follow Her reasoning, but he was unquestionably relieved.
He finally managed to look at his surroundings properly- it would have been convenient if he'd known where he was, but it was unfamiliar- seemingly one of the more complicated test chambers, based off of the layout (he couldn't decipher it in the slightest, which sort of stung). It seemed to involve one to three of those gels that-
He got the feeling he should have been happy to see someplace else, but… not really. He'd had some sort of idea that he'd automatically start noticing every detail after so long without anything to look at, but everything felt normal. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more the facility seemed huge and alien and the more he wanted to go to some place that She hadn't changed, someplace that could be a home.
But he was absolutely certain the relaxation centre wouldn't be as he remembered it, anyway. Even if She hadn't renovated it, it didn't seem likely that it would be as dilapidated as he remembered it. And he doubted he could find his way there again. He wanted… well, he needed a place to hide. Or at least comfort.
He could find somewhere, right? Surely there was someplace unused and out of the way where his management rail went. A- a small room- not claustrophobic (although honestly he found open space to be far more disturbing), but small- with one entrance and no windows. Not pitch-black, but without even, bright LED lighting. Maybe walls that weren't pure white or black.
He didn't really know, he just wanted to go somewhere like that, as soon as possible, and then sit there for an hour.
He nervously scanned the entire room, then left and went into another room. The vast majority of his life had been spent in a place that seemed to be on pause mode (except for birds and potatoes), and what he was doing now was suspiciously simular, except he had no idea where he was going.