[He looks away at the mention of Valentine's day, back towards the mirror he has next to him. He's ready and willing to slide it away under the nearby dresser if need be.]
Are you sure that wasn't a mistake? Perhaps it was a glitch in my programming that caused me to be more sincere that day than others.
[He says it bitterly. He wraps an arm around himself, pulling his body closer. Real. Metal. His.]
...Why do you even want to talk to me? I'm an idiot, remember? There's no point.
[No point. Go away. Don't come near. Let him be with the one person in his life who won't ever let him down.]
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Imperative, hm? And who decided this? You?
[He looks away at the mention of Valentine's day, back towards the mirror he has next to him. He's ready and willing to slide it away under the nearby dresser if need be.]
Are you sure that wasn't a mistake? Perhaps it was a glitch in my programming that caused me to be more sincere that day than others.
[He says it bitterly. He wraps an arm around himself, pulling his body closer. Real. Metal. His.]
...Why do you even want to talk to me? I'm an idiot, remember? There's no point.
[No point. Go away. Don't come near. Let him be with the one person in his life who won't ever let him down.]