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She surveyed the Shinkei and looked at the captive. - I understand everything. You continue to faithfully perform your function even in this state. Any independent individual in your place would beg for mercy and offer all sorts of benefits for their release, but you only care about the positive outcome of your work, which would please your master. You are a tool, but also a biological organism. You put on a helmet and hid your pseudo-human face so as not to differ from other cogs. If you had left your face uncovered, creatures like Mineko might have thought twice before attacking you, but you spared them the need to consider you as a living person. And yet, you look almost real, - she examined the crossbowman from all sides. - A curious phenomenon.
Emma's words somehow made the crossbowman very angry and made him temporarily forget about the situation he was in. He twitched helplessly from side to side, wanting to get up and grab the impudent child, but the thick rope he was tied with prevented him from doing so. Because of the realization of his helplessness, he became even angrier, the fiery force of his anger filled his stomach, and finally he began to writhe not from psychological and emotional suffering, but from internal discomfort and pain.