( All that makes up RT600 Chloe grinds together, and she's sure she can hear the mechanical screech inside her head. The deafening sound of denial only going so far. Parts that don't fit together because they were never meant to exist wrap around the Kamski-created core, vying for space. Vying to be heard in all that noise.
For the briefest moment, she wants to smack his hands away from his face to wipe that oh so contemplative expression off his face.
Feeling all her being tighten, the act of putting the rabbit back into its enclosure gives her a reason to step away from Connor. Whatever he's thinking... No.
No. No. No.
What does he know? He doesn't know anything. He doesn't know Elijah Kamski. No one really knows Elijah Kamski.
Except her.
Connor shouldn't have the nerve to comment the way he is. He doesn't have the right. Does he even hear what she is telling him? That his creator trusted in him? Doesn't that mean anything to him?
The only part she can begin to agree with is that the Lieutenant was a great help. That she may very well owe the outcome to him.
But that was the test, wasn't it? Would Connor show empathy. Had Elijah himself echoed the Lieutenant, it would have been entirely pointless, wouldn't it? The devil and the angel was the point! Elijah needed to tap into the necessary stressors, the conflict in orders, all of it in order to truly test the RK800. It had to be the way it was!
It had to be the way it was.
Those words continue to circle around in her head as she pours her efforts into calming herself. As much as she tries, it all continues to bubble beneath the surface.
But that isn't unfamiliar. And it'll have to do.
When she returns to Connor, it's with a curious look. )
If you were irreparably damaged during a mission, what would happen to you?
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For the briefest moment, she wants to smack his hands away from his face to wipe that oh so contemplative expression off his face.
Feeling all her being tighten, the act of putting the rabbit back into its enclosure gives her a reason to step away from Connor. Whatever he's thinking... No.
No. No. No.
What does he know? He doesn't know anything. He doesn't know Elijah Kamski. No one really knows Elijah Kamski.
Except her.
Connor shouldn't have the nerve to comment the way he is. He doesn't have the right. Does he even hear what she is telling him? That his creator trusted in him? Doesn't that mean anything to him?
The only part she can begin to agree with is that the Lieutenant was a great help. That she may very well owe the outcome to him.
But that was the test, wasn't it? Would Connor show empathy. Had Elijah himself echoed the Lieutenant, it would have been entirely pointless, wouldn't it? The devil and the angel was the point! Elijah needed to tap into the necessary stressors, the conflict in orders, all of it in order to truly test the RK800. It had to be the way it was!
It had to be the way it was.
Those words continue to circle around in her head as she pours her efforts into calming herself. As much as she tries, it all continues to bubble beneath the surface.
But that isn't unfamiliar. And it'll have to do.
When she returns to Connor, it's with a curious look. )
If you were irreparably damaged during a mission, what would happen to you?