J.A.R.V.I.S.

Jarvis steps out of the way as Cynric hurries past him. Was this important? He still had the impression that he had done something wrong. So much so that it was wearing on his insides. He twitches for a millisecond, as one gear grinds before correcting itself.

"It was not an efficient use of space. Walking was difficult."

He really cannot explain beyond that. "Is it wrong?" Why was he asking about right and wrong? He seems to have a sense of the concepts he had yet to learn properly.