[text] ⚙ burn my dread

[fuhgeddaboudit]

I don't understand.

She was an experiment just like me, wasn't she? She should get how much it hurts. Doesn't she have a heart of her own?

I feel sorry for her, but I hate this place.

I hate this place i hate this placeihatethisplaceihatethisplace

[There was a pause--it was like a record had gotten stuck and a moment was taken to put the needle back in place.]

I'm not feeling well. I think I am going to be on floor 25 later if anyone needs me for anything.

[Sure enough, she'd stick around the terminal for a little longer before heading straight to the meadow. Sitting down on the ground and pulling her knees to her chest, the robotic girl looked remarkably like a human would if that human was trying not to projectile vomit in disgust.]

Comments

[evokingfool]

It's possible, but it might be hard. On the other hand, it's also possible for her to not realise it because of how affected she was.

[If he can, he would try to hold out a hand for Ruana.]

[fuhgeddaboudit]

...She's alive, ain't she? Least she is far as we know. That's gotta mean she has a heart, and if she's got a heart it ain't completely hopeless.

[evokingfool]

Possibly.

[A quiet pause.]

And once she realised it, what else do you hope for?

[fuhgeddaboudit]

...I dunno. Maybe she could help us.

[evokingfool]

Maybe. That would be nice, but...there's a chance she couldn't help us.