"Well, you know," Amita shrugged. "Normal, human emotions." The stare he gave her turned even more vile. "Yeah, no, not that, this is exactly the look we want to avoid, not show, okay? This," she gestured to her falsely widened smile, "this is a human emotion." She pretended to be sad. "And this is a human emotion. We need the last one. You must look involved in your trials, like it matters to you that people see who you truly are."