No, no, you're not being rude. I was just under the impression that that expression was for when you were... concerned, I suppose.

[The mildly disturbed look is back, if only because he's beginning to question how well he knows Kimblee. Maybe he was mistaken? Could that be possible? It certainly feels like it's been a long time since he's seen Kimblee, so... it's possible he's forgotten, isn't it?]

My apologies for getting confused.

[Perhaps it was the other version of Kimblee who got that expression when he was scared? That does make more sense, doesn't it? This one doesn't get scared of anything. He's not aware he's started talking and he isn't looking at Kimblee either, looking at some point on the ground behind and slightly to the left of where Kimblee is standing.]

...I suppose it would have been the other version who got that expression. He was always very expressive; he's the sort to express fear, not this one. It would be wrong if this one--

[He seems to realize he's talking to himself then, and for a split-second Archer looks downright frightened before he manages to get his expression under control. It's kind of amazing that the automail can follow his features well enough to mimic the expression.]

Ah, my apologies. I didn't mean to speak aloud. It is... a bit difficult to select what I say now.

[He moves the automail hand up to tap against the speaker where his left ear should be.]

From what I understand, talking normally would have been far too difficult to maintain with the automail; the wear and tear on my skin would have been horrid as well.

[He says, sounding as though he's talking about nothing more important than the weather.]