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1. How hard does this place go with simulating bodily functions? We have to eat and expel waste, but do we menstruate? Get colds? Get infections? Get cancer? Get pregnant?

2. If our robot overlord is all about crime and punishment, what happens if we kill someone here?

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Now we're about the consequences? What, you're allowed to kill you but I'm not? That's lame.

Edited 2024-11-27 01:58 (UTC)

I'm not saying I want you punished, I'm trying to figure out the odds that I'll have to bust you out of a black site

way to out yourself to the whole community, though

Oh please, it's practically a badge of honor around here. As cute as it is to have you worrying about me, this is pretty far down on the list of risky things I've done.

I'm fine with risky in general

this was the dumb kind of risky

Are you really telling me you think I don't know what I'm doing?

no, I think you knew exactly what you were doing when you were dumb on purpose

risk your life in better ways

Being protective is cute and all, but I'm going to need you to respect my judgment.

the way you respect mine?

I told you I had it handled

Sorry I don't respect your right to commit suicide without me.

and I don't respect your right to be dumb. glad we've got those boundaries covered

Do you really think what I did was dumb and reckless? That I didn't think it through?

yes, yes, and no

I've been here longer than you and I know how it works around here. I know what I'm doing. Or is the issue that you think I shouldn't be taking risks for you at all? Because boy, is it too late that argument.

temperature check

are you actually upset with me right now?

[ It's not always easy to tell over text, after all. ]

Not seriously. But just because I did it doesn't mean it was easy for me.

that's why I didn't want you to do it

[ Root can imagine Shaw hasn't had a lot of close personal relationships in her life. Not that Root has either, but she's guessing it's more than Shaw. So she takes it easy on her, simplifies it down to its component parts. ]

I'll make you a deal. You don't tell me it's dumb to take a calculated risk because I know you'll do it with or without me, and I won't tell you it's dumb that you couldn't shoot my double. People do crazy things when they care about each other, Shaw. Things they can't fully explain.

I could have shot your double

I didn't want to shoot your double

[She knows that that's not Root's main point here, but it's an important distinction to make all the same.]

and you can tell me it's dumb all you want, I don't care

but if you care, then ok

deal

Okay, fine. You could have shot my double. I could have let you kill yourself and then spent a whole week without you, again. But I didn't want to. You can be upset about what I did, but don't tell me I didn't think it through or it wasn't worth it. I get to decide that.

I didn't tell you you didn't think it through

actually told you the opposite

[Less than ten seconds after sending that message off, she follows it up with another.]

I'm not seriously upset with you, either.

Upset but not with each other works for me. I know what'll cheer you up. Meet me outside the apartment building in an hour.

deal

[She'll be five minutes early, even: standing right next to the front door, ready to catch Root whether she's coming out or heading in.]

[ Root comes striding up the street dressed in coat and knitted hat, looking much like her usual self after a few weeks of total chaos, and in her hand is a leash attached to a very recognizable dog.

Bear catches sight of Shaw farther down the sidewalk after they round the corner and immediately starts barking. Root lets go of the leash with a smile and lets him tear up the road at Shaw on his own, unrestrained. She follows at a more reasonable pace, letting them have their reunion. ]

[There will be uncertainty about the implications here, to be sure - there's no way that Shaw won't wonder how Bear could be here, and what that means for his doggy body in the real world. But none of that negates the way seeing him sparks joy, and even though it hasn't been all that long since she's seen him, she still drops to her knees and offers a welcoming arm out to him, letting him slam into her with no complaint more than a muffled oof.]

[ Root walks up to stand over them with a satisfied smile, and she can't resist a jab, easily guessing what Shaw might already be thinking: ]

Don't go giving Bear an existential complex, now. Look at that little face!

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