Meaning
((OOC: continuation of "Beginnings"))
He settled into a comfortable, plush room at the end of the corridor, keeping the door locked.
He had already connected his charger cable to the outlet nearest the bed, and lain down on it, lulling himself to sleep mode as he reviewed the day's events.
He allowed the thoughts, as well as his new found emotions to eddy in his head. He craved much for company still, but couldn't ask; he made good friends, but couldn't keep them; he ran from home, and couldn't go back.
Slowly, his thoughts and emotions melded, creating the confusion most humans encounter as they attempt to get a handle on their lives. This anarchy set into his brain, and kept him from fully saving the power he gained from the charge.
But something inside him craved for more things like this.
More experiences.
More emotion.
To be more human.