The cyborg knew. He could feel the heat of her body against his. Automatically he places his hands on the curve of her hips, pulling her closer. All this written in his code. She was the one that made him different from the others. She played around with the encoding, getting him to genuinely feel emotions, emotions too complex for the others, for other cyborgs. Her touch triggered something inside of him, something he’s never been able to experience before. It was all still new to him but something at the back of his head was telling him this was alright, it’s okay to experience this.