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It will need a pretext to get there, so it signs on with a group of naive workers hoping to regain some stolen data.

Murderbot wants to see the scene of its alleged murders. Why leave human hands on a construct? I also remained puzzled by lines such as "I huddled in the chair." Hello, Killing Machine? Why on earth do you have any hormones responsible for fear? I feel like Wells would have done better to stick with a Star Trek TNG 'Data' type model. At one point 'Bot notes that "the long sleeves of the T-shirt and jacket, the pants and the boots covering all my inorganic parts," which seemed especially weird to me. I remain extremely puzzled as to the differences between 'constructs,' 'artificial intelligences,' and ''bots' in Murderbot's world and why humans created 'constructs' as they did. On re-read, I decided it was smoother than I had thought the first time through. I'm quite used to Well's elaborate world-building, but this felt awkward. Two, I thought the narrative confusing at first. But would the apathetic Murderbot really have named a mildly intrusive artificial intelligence it just met an 'asshole?' It set the wrong tone and in some ways, the character of Murderbot backslid to be a socially inept human, not a killing machine trying to create behavior patterns. One, I felt Murderbot had become more colloquial in its speech without accompanying change in comfort level with others. Why not five stars, you wonder? I do enjoy the character of Murderbot a great deal, but found myself with some sticky points on my first read-through. It was an enjoyable read, but suffered from a few issues. Though the beginning felt a bit awkward, I remained confident that Wells would end up somewhere interesting. I read quickly, finishing in one sitting. After its thrilling adventures on its last expedition as a SecUnit, I was curious to see what 'Bot would do with freedom. It was with anticipation of pleasure that I picked up the second installment in the Murderbot series. I could already feel my performance capacity dropping." Interacting meant talking, and eye contact. I had imagined it as taking place from a distance, or in the spaces of a crowded transit ring. I would have to interact with humans as an augmented human.