Ennea remained close to Elohim, a strange light in her eyes, as if she were actually enjoying the company of the machine.  "I don't want to die."  She said softly, looking up into the taller gynoid.  "Unless it was someone who loves me."  She whispered, her softness fading.  "My Master loves me, and one day she will let me die."  Ennea revealed in a whispering voice.  "You say I have a purpose.  It is true."  Ennea said, pressing Elohim's fingers into the soft flesh of her skin.  "But what of when I fulfill my purpose?"  Ennea asked, her voice earnest.<br/><br/>"You know what it's like to be a mockery of life.  To be a mockery of God."  Ennea mewed, pressing her cheek against Elohim's arm.  "How long do you plan to keep this wretched existence up?  Until Jesus comes back?"   She asked, raising a clawed hand and staring at the wicked implement.  "You may be new and different, but you are a monster, made by man."  Ennea paused, and hugged Elohim tightly, very nearly humping her as she pressed her naked body to the mechanical woman.  "I am also a monster, made to destroy monsters."  Ennea noted, a strange hint of pride and anticipation in her voice.  "We should love each other, being so alike.  I want you to love me, I want to love you.  We will be disposed of when our purpose is complete, and our love will be complete."  Ennea said in one breath, her eyes shining.  "I hope you will one day promise to die with me."  Ennea said in a sultry voice, freeing herself from Elohim and stepping close to the shower.<br/><br/>"Bathe me."  She whispered, looking up at the android in which she saw a kindred spirit.