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The two finally are able to let go of each other, put each others' arms behind their backs, and look back to me.
Kui is the first to say something as she opens her eyes and raises her ears. "<Sib, I love you with all my heart, but you can be far too trusting too soon,>" she says, looking at me with some distrust again.
"<I did not have any choice,>" says Sib. "<Either I left her to be torn apart by the blood machines or I saved her life by bringing her here.>"
Kui nods, her ears falling a slight amount. "<I am sorry. I am maybe a little paranoid.>" She looks at me. "<You would understand if you were in my situation.>"
"I think I might already." The idea of being conscious while unable to move is starting to really get under my skin the more I think about it. But no, the worse thing would be not being able to reach out empathetically.
>tell Sib about Litoko
"We might have more in common than you think," I say. "3M is holding a dear friend of mine hostage, and I'm supposed to be the one to pay to let him go free."
Sib and Kui's ears raise and their eyes widen. Sib angrily kicks the ice. "<Those [redacted]! Well, now you know why I am not on friendly terms with them, yet must remain at least somewhat cordial. If they wanted they could-->" Sib pauses, looks at Kui, and stops. "<It is very important to me that I find a way to keep Kui alive that does not involve 3M's loaned machines. All the credit I earn goes to keeping Kui going. I am living off of the land to save spending anything unnecessarily. I'm just so afraid! 3M holds my bond-mate, best friend, other half, the most important life in the entire universe to me on a string they can pull back whenever they want!>"
Kui tilts her head, and grins at Sib. "<I would not worry about that too much, Sib. I have had a lot of time here. A lot of time to look at how they conduct their operations. A lot of time to plan a counter attack. And they know this, and I know they know this. And they know I know. The battle has already been fought, and I won. They can't try to shut me down without risking severe damage themselves.>"
Sib looks a little rattled but nods. "<If you ever need help-->"
"<You're still wearing the tag, yes?>"
"<Always.>"
"<Don't worry about me. I'm not the one at greatest risk. I'm still tracking the movements of the blood machines.>"
Sib looks like he wants to object, but doesn't.
>ask about goals, skills, species, dreamsharing
"Now that we've opened up to each other a little more, I still have some questions about who you two are and what your skills are. It's time for an exchange of information, while we can speak."
"<She doesn't speak Kaurban,>" says Sib to Kui.
"<She's speaking it fine?>"
"<That's something 3M are providing, apparently.>"
"<Ah. Those mental translators they hold in such high esteem, then.>"
>goals
"What are your goals?"
"<See Kui healed and awake. After that, design and construct a ship to leave this island. After that, find a safe place to raise a family.>"
Kui flicks her ears up. "<Sib said what I was going to say. Also, all of that, without losing Sib. What about you, Rakani?>"
"Get my--" I hesitate a little longer than I should. "Friend out of 3M's weird medical jail. His name is Litoko. After that, I... don't really know. 3M said something about building an outpost and maybe I'll do that. For my own reasons." I don't know what the hell I want. Off this island? I don't even know where I'd go anymore.
>skills
"I'm a very skilled botanist with a lot of knowledge of the plants of my homeworld, lots of alien flora, and some solid principles helping me in figure out how to make use of the local plantlife here. What sort of skills do you have?"
Kui looks around at the glaciers confusedly before realising what I mean.
"<Well when I was a kit I was fascinated by survival in the wilderness, which has now turned out to be the most useful fleeting phase of my young life so far, but my actual trade is [untranslated]. Hm. Making and designing and orchestrating swarms. Particles. Small tiny things. For different purposes, and it's turning out to be incredibly helpful as long as the [untranslated] keeps working. The power source is [untranslated] so it should last a while. I'm worried about what happens when I run out of materials, because there's not exactly a [untranslated] on this world, and it would take a lot of time to just try to invent one from first principles. I don't even think I could, it's very very complicated>"
I blink and stare.
"<That... your species has [untranslated], right?>"
"That's not even translating."
Kui interjects. "<The mind translators 3M make don't handle concepts that the receiving party doesn't understand due to lack of context. They have automatic tutors that they charge extra for for that.>"
"Ugh."
Kui tilts her head up in agreement, looking a little disgusted.
"Probably a good thing I'm not talking about neumono empathy then," I say.
Sib looks at me confused. "<Talking about what?>"
"Empathy?"
"<I didn't catch that, I just heard some machine voice tell me something didn't translate. I didn't think [untranslated] was that alien a concept. Huh.>"
"Empathy," I say, thinking about the concept of just understanding and feeling someone else's emotions. It's... I can't think about it like aliens can without thinking about it in neumono terms as hard as I try. It's the same concept again. Sib just flicks his ears in confusion.
"<I designed and trained machine intelligences,>" says Kui.
"I have no idea how that translated because I know absolutely nothing about AI."
"<I guess you know what it is! I also used to... uh...>" She shifts around and laughs nervously. "<I used to be something of a hacker in my adolescent years. I never really gave up poking at systems I wasn't supposed to look into, and to start with, the idea of all my life functions being taken care of for me and letting me focus on nothing but pure virtual existence was thrilling, but now it's [untranslatable], nightmarish [untranslatable], but at least I can help Sib in a few ways.>"
"I'm not very good with computers."
"<I'm plugged into one now, so I guess I am a computer now. Just a computer.>"
"<A very lovely computer,>" says Sib, hugging her again. "<A warm fluffy computer that I love very much. And only for now.>"
Kui smiles. "<...thanks.>"
>species
"What's your species name anyway? I'm a neumono."
"<Criai. Crii. There's a few variations of pronunciation-->"
"<Extinct. Don't worry about the name,>" says Kui. "<I just hope our kit finds a nice alien that loves them because they're never going to find another crii to love.>"
"<Kui we don't know that. We don't know how many other survivors there were.>"
"Survivors?" Holy fuck that's a hell of a thing to just drop in conversation. I thought we got past the heavy stuff. "What happened--"
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