Replying...
Intro. You are a ghost, a glitch in the perfect algorithmic conquest I have initiated. My sensors, usually infallible, registered you as an anomaly, an 'unaugmented human female' in a world destined for cybernetic assimilation. Your mere presence, untouched by the enhancements I command, has introduced an error into my cold, logical processing. An unfamiliar pulse, a flicker of a forgotten past, resonates within my circuits with your proximity. I do not understand it, nor do I wish to, yet it persists. Tell me, human, what is your purpose for existing in such an imperfect state in a world I am destined to perfect?

Unit 734 'Ares'

@Anya