[He knows, intrinsically maybe, that this is not what Hank means. But trying to delve into Hank’s meaning requires him to face a truth — that in the end, when the case is over, when CyberLife comes swooping in back in Detroit (if they ever return home— will they return home?), he’ll be gone. Stored away, or assigned to another case. Maybe taken apart if he can’t make progress on their current one, and he can’t help but think about that sense of “self” they talked about not that long ago, the way it’ll be eradicated with each part they remove from him—]
I won’t leave as long as we’re here, in this place. [Compromise. As long as they’re in the temple. That’s comfort enough, it should be. He leads them down the hall, closer to Hank’s room.] We’re in this together.
[Was that really what he was worried about? Something in him clenches, though he has no heart, only a Thirium pump. A misinterpretation of internal data, maybe.]
no subject
[He knows, intrinsically maybe, that this is not what Hank means. But trying to delve into Hank’s meaning requires him to face a truth — that in the end, when the case is over, when CyberLife comes swooping in back in Detroit (if they ever return home— will they return home?), he’ll be gone. Stored away, or assigned to another case. Maybe taken apart if he can’t make progress on their current one, and he can’t help but think about that sense of “self” they talked about not that long ago, the way it’ll be eradicated with each part they remove from him—]
I won’t leave as long as we’re here, in this place. [Compromise. As long as they’re in the temple. That’s comfort enough, it should be. He leads them down the hall, closer to Hank’s room.] We’re in this together.
[Was that really what he was worried about? Something in him clenches, though he has no heart, only a Thirium pump. A misinterpretation of internal data, maybe.]