[ Having everything shut down for a few minutes is the real trick. That's hard to do with a human body without killing it, though, and that's sort of what had happened to Murderbot... just temporarily. ]

People don't feel like that about something like me.

[ As a SecUnit, it's used to inspiring fear and paranoia. Distrust. Disdain. That's normal, outside of its weird group of weird humans. Whatever draw had been between them mere moments ago? Not normal at all.

The protectiveness that had put it into a spiral was normal enough, to be truthful. But not in that intensity. It was counter-productive to panic like that. And for a stranger, no less.

How embarrassing. ]

Some sort of drug? Those flowers were involved. We both had them under our faces, maybe they were giving off something.