She's dealt with creators before. Her first creator had taken her innocence and turned her from a synthetic being with a curiosity for the world and its philosophies, turning her hard and cold when he'd turned her into something to be used for physical pleasure. Even her first creator had used her, toyed with her.

The second, she's unsure as to what it had been, but those symbols burn in her memory. Had it been leading her here the whole time? "Someone was hiding behind the curtain," she notes, deciding that exploring the code any longer is useless. She stops watching over his shoulder and instead looks to the door.

"What can I access from here?"