Ky couldn't help staring at the hand, looking at it with a bit of wonder. It wasn't even a bit human. Only metal. What minds were behind the men who created this one, he wondered. What was their goal?

At least this one — Nick Valentine — was courteous enough to introduce himself. It put Ky at ease somewhat, as he was certainly someone who appreciated even the smallest polite gestures. Especially now.

"I am Ky Kiske. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Valentine." Ky extended a hand to shake, proper as a politician. "You certainly don't strike me as a prototype of any sort."