[ Hank can't help but feel for FRIDA. They may be different, but Hank still knows something of the feeling they seem to be feeling.
He glances around the party, just to make sure they're not going to be overheard. He's... kind of going out on a limb here, but it feels like the right thing to do. His instinct is telling him he can trust FRIDA. Maybe he shouldn't, considering the only other robots he knows of are ones that were specifically designed to hunt and kill mutants. But FRIDA seems different. They're clearly sentient, not like Trask's sentinels. ]
I... know what you mean. Where I come from, there aren't a lot of people like me, either.
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He glances around the party, just to make sure they're not going to be overheard. He's... kind of going out on a limb here, but it feels like the right thing to do. His instinct is telling him he can trust FRIDA. Maybe he shouldn't, considering the only other robots he knows of are ones that were specifically designed to hunt and kill mutants. But FRIDA seems different. They're clearly sentient, not like Trask's sentinels. ]
I... know what you mean. Where I come from, there aren't a lot of people like me, either.