[He... doesn't know how to name the feeling suddenly so present and raw in him. It actually makes him take a step back, hand to his head. Perceptor has always managed to maintain a professional detachment from situations.]

[Always.]

[Until now.]

You... and everyone else here.

[There's a flicker of something he does recognize, however. His own irritation. He huffs, the sound his usual tone of annoyance.]

Oh? And where does that leave me, hm? I like to believe I'm rather reliable, thank you very much.