"I never said he was a robot! He's a computer," Setsuna hisses out, frustrated. "And he is one. He's not biological. He hates anything not like him. I don't think he's coded by anyone. It's like artificial intelligence." Although, if their god DOES have a maker who programmed him, Setsuna needs to leave his own universe and do a little hunting. And he doesn't want to.

Yeah. Give it a second. Our code.

Okay, two seconds.

"Wait...." He frowns. "You're a robot?" That explains the food thing. "So," he rudely reaches out to touch. "Is that a human body?"