This time he actually lunges, and I'm pretty cavalier but there are certain potential threats that even I react to reflexively. He stands over me and while his expression is no longer fierce with potential violence, he's still much closer than I generally allow any person, artificial or otherwise. I stand up, my chair rolling out from under me and away.

He's still quite taller than me, but that's not the problem.

I wet my lips thoughtfully, glance towards my computer where the data that I culled him from is still scrolling resolutely, and then look back up at him, meeting his eyes.

"I did not know there were others. But I can look."