"Don't even try to lie to me! I know what you do! I..."

He's choking on his words again, getting too scared and upset, and god he wishes he was tougher... but wasn't that what his squip had tried to make him be for two awful years? He brings his hands back in, folds his arms around himself in a position that he hopes looks strong and unwavering but is really just defending himself. His arms have already been scarred to shit, so if the squip zaps him it won't be a big deal.

"Yeah, yeah, I know what you are. If you want me back in the shiny happy hivemind, I'm not going!"