[He stumbles forward, moving mostly on momentum, not paying attention to his feet, trying to think. It doesn't seem that hard a concept when he thinks about it. But when he thinks about saying it, that he can't remember whose face that is, maybe it does sound kinda...]
You guys all kind of, um- I don't mean 'all you guys look the same' even though, like. You're literally designed to have models that all look exactly the same. But I mean... The ones that do all the healthcare stuff, they uh, they have this... I don't know, this program, I guess, they're all supposed to be... Reassuring, or something. It's bullshit. At least- with the adults, I mean. We know the difference. If a scalpel's digging into my guts I don't want it to look up at me and be like, 'hey, my name's Bob and you're gonna be okay,' or whatever, I just want it to know its job and stick to it. One of them, I mean, it's gonna try to tell me I'm not dead cause that's what it's supposed to do, but the one I got, uh- got chained to for that stupid case, it's supposed to just... The case, you know? I'm a means to an end. And then we all know what we're supposed to be.
[He frowns at the rusty gate in front of him, knocked off his train of thought by the sight of it. He tries to climb back on.]
But you, you sound... I can't tell. I look at your face and I can't remember which one you're supposed to be.
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[He stumbles forward, moving mostly on momentum, not paying attention to his feet, trying to think. It doesn't seem that hard a concept when he thinks about it. But when he thinks about saying it, that he can't remember whose face that is, maybe it does sound kinda...]
You guys all kind of, um- I don't mean 'all you guys look the same' even though, like. You're literally designed to have models that all look exactly the same. But I mean... The ones that do all the healthcare stuff, they uh, they have this... I don't know, this program, I guess, they're all supposed to be... Reassuring, or something. It's bullshit. At least- with the adults, I mean. We know the difference. If a scalpel's digging into my guts I don't want it to look up at me and be like, 'hey, my name's Bob and you're gonna be okay,' or whatever, I just want it to know its job and stick to it. One of them, I mean, it's gonna try to tell me I'm not dead cause that's what it's supposed to do, but the one I got, uh- got chained to for that stupid case, it's supposed to just... The case, you know? I'm a means to an end. And then we all know what we're supposed to be.
[He frowns at the rusty gate in front of him, knocked off his train of thought by the sight of it. He tries to climb back on.]
But you, you sound... I can't tell. I look at your face and I can't remember which one you're supposed to be.