[His head tilts in puzzlement as his systems read the obvious concern in the boy's voice. He's used to people, with the exception of the Connors, either showing him fear or not giving a damn about him. To have a reaction that runs to the contrary of either these reactions is confusing for the Terminator.
In a way that would be described as absent-minded on a human being, he reaches up, lightly feeling along the hole that currently is occupying his chest. His systems keep trying to find a way to reroute power around it. It's looks bad, but-- wait, no, he's never been through worse. He seeks to find a way to reassure the boy, despite the weapon he carries. Scanning his systems, he comes up with a suitable tone of voice.]
Most of my injuries will heal by themselves, with time.
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In a way that would be described as absent-minded on a human being, he reaches up, lightly feeling along the hole that currently is occupying his chest. His systems keep trying to find a way to reroute power around it. It's looks bad, but-- wait, no, he's never been through worse. He seeks to find a way to reassure the boy, despite the weapon he carries. Scanning his systems, he comes up with a suitable tone of voice.]
Most of my injuries will heal by themselves, with time.