He doesn’t want me to go back. He thinks whatever happened might happen
again. I don’t know what happened, I need to find out. He says
that they’ve already evacuated so there’s nothing left to find there anyway.
I suppose he’s right.So am I supposed to just sit here and wait?
He seems to want to comfort me. Why? I may be based on human systems, but
I sure as hell don’t feel like one right now. If I had an addiction I would
feed it now. Maybe I should take up drinking just to see the look on
Long’s face. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that out loud. Oh well, thinking
about it won’t help and I can’t take it back. Does he drink? No, he
doesn’t. Another bit of information I miraculously seem to recall.
How come I can remember this stuff passively, but nothing about the mission?
Long seems puzzled too. I’m not puzzled, I’m pissed off. He
doesn’t seem pissed off. Just puzzled and upset. Let’s start with basics then.
Who made me. If I knew, would I look them up? Yes, I would.
He doesn’t want to tell me. What is this, I just had my memory
wiped and you don’t want to tell me where I came from? He doesn't want to see
me get hurt. I seem to be able to withstand a hell of a lot more than
you can. Emotionally...Don’t give me that crap. I’m already
unstable as fuck and you know it. Don’t come closer. Look, I
just need to find out what happened. Unless I have some kind of order you
might as well let me stop it go out and find out what happened
so that I Long... can find out what the hell happened to my
memory and whether I can get it... back... you just kissed me.
Care to explain why you thought that was a good idea? No, I’m not protesting
you idiot, I just don’t understand why you had to... ... ...
Yes. Okay I’ll try to lay low for a few days while you sort out this
mess. Will you be needing my head for this? No, I’m not being macabre,
I’m being realistic. Unless I have an internal fax-modem or something. Oh
don’t tell me I ... congratulations Long, you just fucked up my day more.
I’m outta here.