Brookes looked up, now more aware but still slightly tired. The man in front of him looked slightly odd with his automaton perched on his shoulder. Brookes silently wondered if he were a Titan or not. Maybe he just possessed a high intelligence naturally. If he were a Titan then his power must not be very strong if he makes those machines. Brookes extended his hand to shake Press'. Too tired for it to register in his mind that the glove could possibly contain some iron. He shook the hand and instantly pulled his back, screaming quickly and quietly. "I am so sorry. I did not mean to do that," He said looking at his burnt hand. "My name is Brookes." He added quietly, almost forgetting to introduce himself.