"I am alright." He doesn't sound convincing at all. He'd like for things to be alright though. He just doesn't see how they can be.

The sound he makes his something close to a sob, stifled against the mattress. What would that do to an AI? He supposes it makes sense. Make them want to do everything to protect their Freelancers. And he's sorry, so sorry, that Epsilon had remembered too much.