There's a ghost of a smile at the admiration. But it's not the time for that.

"That's the summary. Adding the facts she wasn't sentient when I lost contact, and she could escape again to become a threat once more. As for regretting..." César sighs, nodding. "I regret it had to be done. I wish... I could've prevented her development from going so catastrophically wrong."

With a noise of frustration, he breaks his hands apart so they can curl into fists. "She had the capacity my adult mind or greater without the sense of morality my parents instilled into me as a child. If it wasn't for my moral code, I'd be the threat."