Eric spins around in surprise. Artemis had failed to alert him of your presence, likely because she was still focusing on the video
"Oh, yeah it's great. Like looking through a window, almost."
English
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That's good. I take pride in my work.
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"I can imagine. I would too, if I were such a craftsman." Eric means what he says, but hopes that you don't ask to see how it turned out.
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Thanks I appreciate that. Some people just assume I have no mind because I'm an android.
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"Trust me, I know that Artificial beings have feelings too." He taps the back of his head, where Artemis' chip is located.
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Oh! What kind of AI is it?
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Metarch Level Imperial Personnel, Smart AI. Stole her off of a general during a raid, and I took her as merely a trophy. Since then, she's become as much a part of me as an arm or a leg."
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Mind if I talk to her?
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He hesitates "Sure. Just grab my fake arm; that'll form a telepathic connection."
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*Varn places his hand on your arm*