You were a human. [She adds, after a delay.] Before?
[It sounds similar to how YoRHa had been designed, artificial constructs carrying memories of humans long-dead. She had those little snippets of a life, the fuzzy dreams of a calm and peaceful existence before her activation date. It was fake, but it had been comforting, once upon a time.
His lack of open sorrow, or really, of any strong emotion, as he delivers this news to her, is a distinct contrast from his clear grief at the news she'd given him. Perhaps he's learned to separate himself from it. This is something she can understand. She's had to do it so many times that she couldn't connect properly to her own emotions if she tried, at this point.]
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[It sounds similar to how YoRHa had been designed, artificial constructs carrying memories of humans long-dead. She had those little snippets of a life, the fuzzy dreams of a calm and peaceful existence before her activation date. It was fake, but it had been comforting, once upon a time.
His lack of open sorrow, or really, of any strong emotion, as he delivers this news to her, is a distinct contrast from his clear grief at the news she'd given him. Perhaps he's learned to separate himself from it. This is something she can understand. She's had to do it so many times that she couldn't connect properly to her own emotions if she tried, at this point.]