I'm... Oh, how do I explain this? [ He scratches at his head, thinking about how to put his story into words. ]

Back home, I was on the run from the people who created me. I escaped from the lab they were keeping me in, and I lived in constant fear that they would find me.

When I first woke up here, I thought... What if they were behind it? But then, there were other people here who didn't even know about the people after me. I started lying to protect myself, but eventually I was just lying to keep up the lie.