public static void marikoAramaki(). The tightness in A2's chest that she has to have been imagining but still feels so, so real dissipates in an instant as the function calls itself to mind, the data begins writing to the newly-discovered file. The file that has one conversation in it. No audio data, barely any visual data.
All for the want of a horseshoe nail.
"Don't compare me to her," she says as she hears the hard drive of the Knot winding down. "She doesn't deserve that." A2 should have her processing power back soon. She isn't sure she feels like using it. There are a lot of things she could say. A lot of things that wouldn't be accurate. Or would they? The android she is, the construct, the complicated array of data granted physical form isn't anything but that. So whatever she's coded to say is what she should think is correct.
There's no reason, for example, to still be antagonistic. Not when she's pretty sure this is over, when she doesn't think she has any fight left in her after being worn down in a way she'd never once expected to happen. But still she tries, just in a different way.
no subject
All for the want of a horseshoe nail.
"Don't compare me to her," she says as she hears the hard drive of the Knot winding down. "She doesn't deserve that." A2 should have her processing power back soon. She isn't sure she feels like using it. There are a lot of things she could say. A lot of things that wouldn't be accurate. Or would they? The android she is, the construct, the complicated array of data granted physical form isn't anything but that. So whatever she's coded to say is what she should think is correct.
There's no reason, for example, to still be antagonistic. Not when she's pretty sure this is over, when she doesn't think she has any fight left in her after being worn down in a way she'd never once expected to happen. But still she tries, just in a different way.
"Are you fucking proud of yourself?"