[Once again, irrelevant, because Sonic will be dead and thus he has no reason to consider such things to begin with. But at least this time Neo keeps that thought in his head where it belongs instead of saying it, mostly because he's thrown by the latter part. His eyes remain on the paper now that Sonic's started to crumple it, curious about what it says before he can miss out on it entirely.]

You are ill-equipped to keep up with me in terms of data collection and processing. Your organic body requires sleep and sustenance while my superior form needs neither.

[Okay, that's technically not true, he does need to charge occasionally, but not the point!!]

If you intend to turn this into a contest, you will lose.

[...And yet there's no denying that Neo's words actually sound pleased with the idea - after all, the deck is stacked in his favor here, as far as he can determine, anyway.]