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Look. That idea of yours? It's a bad one. Really, really bad. You have so many good ideas, why not concentrate on one of those instead of going for a cheap visceral jolt that'll just leave you with another so-called "angst thread" you won't want to finish? There's too many of those already, and that's not how to catch up with all the open scenarios.

And Ram agrees with me, so why don't we concentrate on fixing things instead of starting more trouble?

--Wulf

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Because it is more fun starting trouble.

[.........]

I guess you should know.

[sorry, was that more bitter than usual? well. he has a reason for that.]

Well, yes, I admit that I have had some practice at it.

[If she were anyone else she might attempt to cheer him up, or offer some form of comfort. Unfortunately this is Echo we are talking about, and her idea of comforting someone tends to involve yelling and implications that they need to shut up and Deal With It.]

So, what is it that your User wishes to do now?

[he's not looking for sympathy, no, not with what's going on in-game right now.]

It shouldn't be hard to guess. You're talking to him.

You will have to be more specific, dear. Clu can do many things. How, exactly, will he affect you?

[mutinous look, then turns away]

I'll spare you the list. It's not as though we haven't already been there.

[and he doubts she'd be opposed to any of it, which is why they actually aren't friends. ~~and he suspects it's foolish to think that a pity.~~]

[a vague smirk in return for the mutinous look]

Oh, Wulf. The Games are Tron's domain now. You cannot be imprisoned in the Arena again.

[she can only protect you from her fellow guards and other dangerous programs on the streets, not her boss]

Oh, and being rectified or tortured for information or having my disc stolen again is nothing to worry about, is that it?

..You know what? Never mind. I suppose fellow feeling would just be another burden to you.

[oh, now she looks slightly annoyed]

I guarded you as best as my orders allowed before. Do you think that I will not do it again? I kept you alive and functioning far better than anyone else.

[...that counts as helping, right? if you squint your eyes and do a hand stand while riding a bucking grid-horse.]

Because that was your job, right? And you were good at it, of course I'll grant that. Is it so far beyond your parameters that I'd rather neither of us had been in that position in the first place?

[bewildered shrug] ...Why? Why do you follow him? Is that really what you want out of life?

My job was to ensure that you did not escape and that you did what you were tasked with. Anything beyond that was my own decision.

[that's about as close as you'll get to her admitting that she cares about you in her own little way, Wulf.]

I follow him for reasons that are my own. That should be answer enough for you.

[and her tone of voice says that it is the only answer you are going to get on the subject]

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