He understood the little girl's hesitation, and let her make up her own mind, neither moving nor speaking. Her trust in him balanced on a knife's edge; either she would accept his invitation or she wouldn't. If it was possible for him to be holding his breath, he would have been turning blue by now. Finally, ever so slowly, she made her way over and sat down, and the world started turning again.

Michael-Dad. That was cute. He wasn't sure how Michael felt about it, but he might get some gentle ribbing from Kitt for it.

"He wasn't like me at all, Kira. He was programmed very differently. I am programmed to protect human life; Karr was programmed to look out for himself, no matter what the cost. Michael and I were forced to destroy him. Or so we thought." There was a note of distress in his voice; he wasn't quite on-board with the idea of reprogramming Karr, wondering if his killer streak could really be overridden or erased. He paused then, a long moment. "I'm very sorry for what he did to you and your family. Are you in very much pain?"