[Demeisen is indeed far more interested in seeing this teleportation network in action than in worrying about trivial things like covering up his nudity, and when Amos begins to lead the way to the nearest cornerstone, he follows along like the two of them are simply going for a stroll. He has already moved on from the topic of his own personal weirdness in his own mind, and rolls his eyes a little when his companion looks back and asks him about being an android. Humans really can be so slow on the uptake.]

Or something, [he agrees.] Ship avatar, if you want to be precise.

[His face scrunches up then, displeasure writing itself plain over his features.]

Not that the ship in question is present in our local reality, assuming you’re correct about that universe destruction you mentioned.

[He’s not actually assuming that, but it’s certainly true enough that the ship isn’t near enough for him to so much as make contact with it. Until something significant changes to alter his assessment, he’s decided that the best course of action is to play along so he can learn more.]

For now, I’ve been left to my own devices, so android’s true enough.