"Yeah, I get that. Sorry though, I wasn't thinking when I suggested it. Like, really wasn't thinking..." He punctuates the sentence with another slam of his foot on another group of scraplets. It's...going to take some time to get rid of them this way. But shooting would take even more time, and he's only got a few clips of ammo for his guns anyway...

Wash listens as the avatar goes on to speak more, and he gets the idea very strongly that this is definitely an AI--taking into consideration the name and the thirst for acquiring information over computer systems. ...He can remember what that's like--but he shouldn't! He's not an AI, he's a person! A person with an AI's memories, but still a person!

All the same, he has to remind himself of that silently as some memories wash over him, ones that he pushes to the side to focus on the now. The situation at hand, and the conversation he's having.

"Uh. No-- No, sorry, you're fine. I'm not troubled, you just surprised me is all," he lies, glancing at BB's avatar and offering a small, slightly forced smile. ...That can't even be seen thanks to his helmet. Clearing his throat quietly, he glances downward and starts stepping on scraplets that have decided to try to approach his armour, glad for an excuse to not look at BB. "It's nice to meet you. ...Do you not have a physical form like the other AIs on the ship?"