Office Hours

[newhire]

[Those who wish to meet with the Junior Administrator-- well she's always on call.

Getting her off her phone on the other hand... is a bit more difficult.]

Comments

[newhire]

Right! Right. So. Um. If you want. My door's always open. Yeah.

[preconstruction]

Vivienne. Whatever you want to say, just say it.

[newhire]

Auuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm not good with words!










Of course I want to! I want to be useful. I want to be someone people feel like they can come to.

[preconstruction]

I'm sure plenty of people feel that way about you.

[newhire]

Before I was forced to take the Entrance Exam students, the only person I ever connected with was my uncle. And he's a great man, he really is, but-- he's not like other people. I learned a lot then. And even now, a lot of it is me trying to simulate the things I've experienced from others.

But during the Entrance Exam I think I found a little of the Old Me. Or... maybe I just wanted to believe I did. Either way, I promised I wouldn't go back to the way I was before, even if I was faking it a little.

So... I do hope that my effort translates, even if I'm not good at it yet.






B-but that's not even important right now! You didn't tell me what happened to your code!

[preconstruction]

You hardly need to justify yourself to me. All of my emotions are simulated. And it’s not a guess to know how people feel about you.

[ he’d shared it when they had interfaced after the trial after all. He has proof. ]

It has a strange mutation that is mimicking the memory loss the other students are experiencing.