[A feeling. Disappointment? Understanding. The Soldier might not trust itself, either, but it needs tasks and this one is better than murdering people. (Not that anyone has told it to murder people here. Yet.) It's not sure how "getting to know each other" actually works, so it can't think of what to say to help that-- there isn't much to get to know, as far as the Soldier thinks. It glances up from its stare fixed on Javert's chest, to his face, briefly.]

I take orders. If I am told not to harm or to kill, I will not harm or kill.

[It looks back down again, and says,]

Ask any question you want.