[He's rambling again. It's irritating, though gradually, a pattern begins to form and he starts to make some sense. Even A2, as emotionally disconnected as she is, gets the sense he's trying to express empathy. Also not unlike Pascal.
Did she fight, he was asking. The damage her body's in should make that obvious, she thinks, wanting to snap at him but not having the energy to do it, it seemed. Did she fight? She was designed to fight, born a guinea pig to be killed off for the next set of fighters to be rolled out, all better than her. And when they came for her, she killed them too.
All she knew how to do was fight. There was no room in her world for anything else.]
...Yeah.
[Again and again and again.] I was created for it.
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Did she fight, he was asking. The damage her body's in should make that obvious, she thinks, wanting to snap at him but not having the energy to do it, it seemed. Did she fight? She was designed to fight, born a guinea pig to be killed off for the next set of fighters to be rolled out, all better than her. And when they came for her, she killed them too.
All she knew how to do was fight. There was no room in her world for anything else.]
...Yeah.
[Again and again and again.] I was created for it.