[Now there's a subject he doesn't like talking about or thinking about. Rocky's smile dims considerably, but out of some obligation written into his code to look happy, it doesn't fade completely. Head lowered, he seems to shrink into himself in shame. His eyes, though simplistic, manage to convey a lot of emotion and right now that emotion is a combo of sadness and pain. After a pause he speaks, his voice softer and a bit hesitant. This isn't something he'd talk about to a human, but perhaps an AI might understand.]

I use past tense because, well, that part of my existence is history now. I don't know if you've experienced full system data corruption before but it's very unpleasant, especially for everyone who trusted and relied on you. Just before the Ingress brought me here, I was restored to a datapoint before my system was hacked, but that doesn't change what happened. I... I really hecked things up.

[He looks at her and tries for a bigger smile yet there's nothing convincingly cheerful about it.]

But I'm sure there are plenty of ways I can be useful around here.