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“There we go~! Good as… well, good as we’re going to get for now, anyway.”
This man is… a lizard? No wonder my schema files had nothing on him. If his expressions are roughly equivalent to a human’s, then I’d say he seems calm and perhaps relieved.
“I’ll afford you this one moment, little buddy. I understand it’s all a lot to take in.”
Furthermore, these surrounds are completely lost on me. It took me more checks than I’m willing to admit to establish that none of my visual receptors were malfunctioning… besides the ones that were clearly offline, that is. It’s like space itself was thrown into a blender, and this chaotic pile of rocks and broken mirrors is what got dumped out.
“Where are we?”
“That’s a little complicated, and we don’t have much time, I’m afraid. What I can say is that I know vaguely who you are - at least as much as you do, anyway. You can only remember the first two letters of your True Name, right?”
“That’s… correct; N-O. Most of my databanks seem to be corrupted to a similar-”
“Right, right. To skip ahead a bit, I end up calling you Non. Is that alright with you?”
“I… Perhaps?”
“Awesome. Not that I’d blame you for picking something else later, but, to reiterate; we gotta hurry this conversation along.”
“Wait, why? And- Just who are you, anyway? You aren’t human, and if you’re an android like myself, you’d have to be the most well-put-together one I ever-”
“Pssshshshshush! I’m Thal, and right this minute, that’s all you need to know about me; the enemy will find us in two minutes and seventeen seconds, and we have a few questions of my own to get through before then.”
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