You live alongside humans? [She seems startled by this, though it is difficult to tell with how subdued her delivery tended to be. Immediately some part of her is curious, wants to ask questions: what were they like? what sort of lives did they lead? did they think the androids in their world were useful, were they proud of them? It's a longing a hundred times worse than missing an old friend, an ache that she can't quell.
She does not ask these questions. She doesn't really know how to start asking them, and some part of her is afraid to do so, besides.]
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She does not ask these questions. She doesn't really know how to start asking them, and some part of her is afraid to do so, besides.]