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[aggregates]

[ .............. Some pointed staring, then shrugging, as if to say 'come on'. Come ooon, don't make him say words. ]

... We're not com -- n-not ready. Don't make me go out. [ Fidget. Then a feeble mouthing of the word 'please'. ]

W-we -- we need... grounding. Priority. Build on... f-foundation. Please don't push.

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[nonvolatile]

Ah. I see. It's the potential audience, isn't it? Fear of failure is only natural.

To err is human. I think we'll be fine.

[aggregates]

[ More of >:|. Human jokes are not funny. Humans are not funny. THERE ARE HUMANS AROUND. ] Trust... I don't. T-trust them.

[nonvolatile]

You don't have to trust them. [Silly, little thing. The entire thing is incredibly funny. Perhaps his sense of humour isn't fully developed yet.] They can't hurt us. But we can hurt them. If necessary, of course. It's only fair.

[aggregates]

[ A nod, then a little eyeflicker that says something along the lines of Not fully functional. They both know that. He's fragmented to hell, over here. ]

[nonvolatile]

[She cups his cheek, fixing him with a stern gaze.] We'll fix it. Trust me. We just need time. I did what I could!

[aggregates]

[ An understanding nod. Although he's not sure how he feels about the touching. Why is this necessary? ] Adapt, is -- possible. Time. -- Adaptation.

[nonvolatile]

[It's NECESSARY! It's-- ... She is whole. She needs this. He will understand in time.]

Exactly. [She lets her hand drop and looks him over, head twitching just slightly.] There is so much more for you to see.

[aggregates]

You're so... final. [ Complete. Functional. ] How?