[His tone is slightly sour as he asks, but after a brief pause he finds himself sharing a little more.]
I knew a lady who was... sort of like you, near as I can tell, and her job was a load of bs.
[Back when that old bastard Szilard was alive and kicking, at least. Ennis was essentially little more than a slave back then, the way he treated her. Firo doesn't have enough faith in humanity to think that the creators would be any different in another world. ]
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[His tone is slightly sour as he asks, but after a brief pause he finds himself sharing a little more.]
I knew a lady who was... sort of like you, near as I can tell, and her job was a load of bs.
[Back when that old bastard Szilard was alive and kicking, at least. Ennis was essentially little more than a slave back then, the way he treated her. Firo doesn't have enough faith in humanity to think that the creators would be any different in another world. ]