<span style="color: #ffff00">"obviously they are your concern, your still bitching about it's failure to meet ludicrous expectations. you, are a machine, and i will do whatever the fuck i want no matter what you say or do. i am alive, i have choices, you don't."</span>she nodded with a smile.<span style="color: #ffa64d"> <span style="color: #ffff00">"i will say it really slowly, try to keep up. stay. the. fuck. out. of. Delithia's. house. did you get it this time or do i need to engrave it on a hammer and beat a few hundred drones to death with it? this shit again? there is no way for you to prove that you have not been compromised therefore you cannot be trusted, why is that so fucking hard for you to grasp? its a simple sentence, i didn't use big words... no consideration? take your absolute maximum computing capacity per second, multiply it by one third of my total age, add in the Eternal birth standard then apply a ten percent bonus because i am Order. that number is how many things i can process in the same second. so yes, i considered your testimony, found no supporting evidence and then presented the painfully obvious excuse every member of the Seer clan has ever used when accused of setting a trap. 'my advice saved you didn't it? your here because...' next comes the long part about specific details on how their advice worked and you should be thanking them. it's incredibly annoying because it is just plausible enough to stave off a forced memory link. oh i will be talking to them, but i doubt The'kal's location or what she said will have any bearing on convicting another of the crime she confessed to."</span></span>she looked at Nalo and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i do not get emotionally attached to inanimate objects." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>