If this was how Sebastian really was, he was a sick man. There was no other reason he would be kind to Marrior and the other machines in private but to toy with them if he was truly like this.
The man glanced back to make sure Marrior was there still, walking from the limo to the glass doors of his building.
Immediately, Marrior's system picked up two snipers on the roof. Since they hadn't attacked the moment the two stepped out of the car, he knew they were just there for security, but all the same, his machinery fired up slightly, so that his instincts wouldn't be dulled.
TANNER MAVERICK, MILITARY
DANIEL DON-WILLIAMSON, MILITARY
Those words flashed across his eyes. This information did nothing to lessen his unease, but with the information provided about these two characters, potential threats, it made him less wary about winning in a fight.
Sebastian ignored most everything that was going on around him, stepping into his building. It wasn't much different than one would expect it to be. It was a modern business office tower, every single level some branch of Sebastian's family business. He ignored the robotic receptionist as she gave a chipper hello, holding his hand up for the scan and DNA check before stepping into his elevator.
Marrior followed behind him, sensors watching for any potential threats. Inside the building, there were several security bots disguised as other people, standing around and minding their own business, and complicated alarm systems and a couple of trap thingies precautionary weaponized security measures. He ignored them all, although he made sure to catalog them into his system, just in case.
Sebastian stood in the middle of the elevator, the door closing once Marrior had followed him in. He ignored Marrior's presence completely, checking the clock with a slight frown, pulling his wrist up to check the watch there. The clock was off by a minute in the elevator, then. He would have to deal with who let this happened later.