[ Murderbot comes to in the back of The Entertainment Feed, its body coursing with adrenaline. Despite nothing going on there, only a construct holding a miniature copy of Pod made from bone, every measure shoots through the roof.
A warning pops up about Murderbot's performance reliability. It ignores it. A hard shutdown would reset everything, but those hurt like fuck. It's never done that on purpose. Away from the terrible situation, it's not starting now.
Instead, Murderbot starts watching The Rise and Fall of Sanctuary Moon again while it looks at 2B's contact information. Eventually it sends her a message. ]
What happened to the other android in your memory book from September—9S?
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A warning pops up about Murderbot's performance reliability. It ignores it. A hard shutdown would reset everything, but those hurt like fuck. It's never done that on purpose. Away from the terrible situation, it's not starting now.
Instead, Murderbot starts watching The Rise and Fall of Sanctuary Moon again while it looks at 2B's contact information. Eventually it sends her a message. ]
What happened to the other android in your memory book from September—9S?
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[ she doesn’t know why it’s asking. she refrains from asking back. ]
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He backed up my personal data first.
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Did you get to know him again after that?
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Many times.
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What's that like? Getting to know someone... again over and over? Isn't it awkward?
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Do what?
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[ It's out there now. Hopefully 2B doesn't feel compelled to kill it for knowing. ]
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Does how matter when we don't have control over it happening?