Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160910210542/@comment-28358106-20160911054845

She takes in everything that is said, and is silent afterwards. She speaks again, but this time she is distant. The timbre of her voice is more reflective.

"Mr. Hominiac, I..." She stops, then continues.

"The reason I did what I did for your mate was because of a simple case of logic. I am an automaton.  A machine.  Therefore, my life, such as it is, should be forfeit, if the need should arise.  Your mate still had a chance, and as such I took the steps I thought necessary to aid her.  But, I..."

She speaks hesitantly. "...I am not unique, Mr. Hominiac. Though it is...kind of you to say so, I am...flawed.  I am an imbalanced construct, and I...am not fit for such attentions.  I apologize if my outbursts were to lead you to think otherwise, but I cannot be expected to lead a normal existence. I...I heard what you said in the Regent's offices."

She looks him in the eyes. "Why? Why do you...love me?"