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"I, uh, whoops. Sorry about that, it's kind of finnicky."
"That was deeply disturbing to see."
We share a tense, awkward pause.
"...so... could you tell me what you remember?"
"This seems like a very personal thing to tell a stranger."
"Haley, I swear, I dragged around not only your bleeding corpse but also that robot body you're in right now. As far as strangers go, I would like to think I'm not one of them at this point."
We share another tense, awkward silence that's only highlighted by her staring at her own feet and idly pulling at grass.
"Bits and pieces, all over the place. I can remember being at a meeting, but not why I was there. I had a cat, I think? Or perhaps a friends. A fat, orange thing that would claw up the furniture and sleep all day. But I can't see to recall his name."
"Anything more recent?"
She holds up her hands. "I think I helped build this? Well, no, I didn't build the body. This was Roderick's design. I built the brain?" She stares down at her hands, turning them over while opening and closing her fingers repeatedly. "We're machines."
All at once understanding blossoms across her face and she leaps up to her feet, whirling around to grab me by the shoulders. "We're robots! No, that's not the right term. We're cyborgs? Androids? But you! You're okay!" She wraps her arms around me and draws me in to a tight hug, practically squeezing the life out of me. "Oh Jeannine, I was so worried you wouldn't make it to the procedure, your body was so frail back then. But look at you now! Tall and strong, though I don't recall clearing the ear design but who am I tell you no for a little flair on your frame, you deserve a chance."
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