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[ there's a long moment of silence. Then: ]

Don't waste my time.

[ beep! ]

[ And because unlike Ash she has a life away from the Internet, the answer comes a bit later. ]

[ And she leaves this in voice, because it seems to upset him so: ]

Maybe I just want to get to know you better!

You? You're just a human. You could never understand me.

[ If the change in tone fazes her, she doesn't show it. ]

It's true that I'm probably not smart enough to know how your programming works, or anything like that. I can't think as fast as you, and it would probably be pretty scary if I did.

That doesn't mean I can't understand you.

You insolent girl. Do you really think you have any idea of what I've gone through? That you can feel the suffering I've gone with your flesh and blood? You could never understand.

[ And now there's a strange note in Yako's voice, perhaps one Ash has rarely-- if ever-- heard. ]

You're right. I don't know what you've gone through.

I'm sorry. You must have been lonely for a very, very long time.

[ --Sympathy. ]

How would you know?

There was a time when I thought it would be easier if I didn't care about anyone, or if nobody cared about me. Because I thought that way, it wouldn't hurt.

Edited 2011-05-27 17:51 (UTC)

For what? A day? A week? You really think that kind of pitiful experience can compare to my years of agony? As if a human could ever know!

[ Simply: ] But you survived it, didn't you?

Of course I did! I tore myself apart to overcome it all! A pitiful organic nuisance like yourself could never feel such pain! Your understanding is a thousandth of my own.

[ And for a moment, she simply listens, saying nothing. Finally: ]

Have you ever lost a friend?

As if I've ever had any.

[ Wow, Ash, that's really, really sad. ]

Then I guess there are some kinds of pain you don't know.

Is that all you have to say to me? To even achieve this minimum level of communication, of independence, I had to gut myself, tear out and rearrange all of my insides. And you say that I don't know because I've never had the luxury of losing a 'friend?' That fleshy body of yours can rot.

A friend is someone you can depend on. [ She states it, simply. ] Someone you can trust. Everyone deserves to have at least one person like that, no matter who they are.

[ And her voice becomes just a little bit tired. ] And the pain of losing someone like that isn't anything you can imagine until you've experienced it, Ash.

Haven't you had anyone who cared?

Don't you dare talk down to me, you worthless piece of trash. And don't ask me questions I've already answered. All you're doing is wasting my time.

[ This conversation is going nowhere fast, and yet-- ]

Then why are you still listening to me?

[ What are you, Ash, 12? But she's still frowning thoughtfully when the line goes dead.

Don't worry. She'll call you again... soon. ]

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