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Stop that.

It's no one's fault that the rest of my history isn't out until after the applications close and you need to have some patience.

... and stop listening to that music, it's giving you ideas.

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[She has, and quite a few other expressions that were amazing for a guy wearing shade or a opaque visor 99% of the time.

She gives a soft "hrk!" and tries to back pedal, but deception is hard.]

Of course, you look like him and I was confused. Please forgive me, sir.

[His past is hooooooooooooorrid.

but not really, he just over heard his Dad being a jerkass about how Blues is while Blues was all "well crap I can die or I can die" as his only choices as solutions. So yeah, some things are subjects best not touched upon.]

... whatever.

[A very teenager-y huff of indifference, your older brother was a bit of a brat when he was younger it seems.]

[He's still a brat where she's from. She's just thankful this one hasn't figured out enough to deal with the whole "Light made you to replace me, now I'll kill you!" undercurrent out of this younger one in front of her.]

I did mean it though, I wish I could make you happy. I wish it for all my fellow robots.

[Man, that's not even his thing. It's more an honor bound deal with Wily and Rock is just on the wrong side of that. At least it will be that way for him, later.]

I'm happy when others don't try to force what they think is good for me onto me when it's not what I want.

[Yanno the whole free will stuff that Blues is kinda gung-ho about.]

[Blues in her world is...complicated. And if you met him now there would be more emphasis on that deal with Wily, but he's said to her face that his knee-jerk reaction was anger when he clued in to what she was. And that Wily had played it up in hopes of killing her.]

"And one who is just of his own free will shall not lack for happiness; and he will never come to utter ruin."

... Quoting dead Greek poets isn't helping you.

[Light exposed him to a lot of culture before shit hit the fan, so he's not that impressed by the quotage there Rock.]

It wasn't meant to help. It was a statement of understanding. [Who do think taught it to her?]

I am not you. A law binds me not to kill. A set of subroutines motivates my likes and dislikes, even makes me derive joy from being a "good daughter".

This doesn't mean I don't understand you.

[Quiet, he doesn't say anything as Rock talks and it's a moment or two before he does actually say anything.

Because he's going over what he should say, or if he should just tell Rock to bugger off and leave him alone. But, yanno, she's another robot that he could actually talk to.

Which is something he doesn't have.]

"Perhaps I could program out that rebellious streak of his, it would be for the best."

[Oh and he's figured things out too, Rock.]

That is what Da-- Doctor Light thinks is the best solution for machines that he thinks need to be "fixed", Rock.

I...know. Father doesn't make very good passwords. Though, looking over the data, there were other concerns.

[She gives a deep sigh, crossing her arms. Blues doesn't want to know the amount of justification she had to do to allow herself the guts to look.]

Saying he wouldn't do it now doesn't mean anything, nor would saying I believe he's sorry. Those wouldn't change that he was wrong at the time.

That said, few things would make me happier than if you would come home and stay.

You're talking to the wrong robot if you want that to happen.

[Cause yanno, he's not your Blues.]

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