[Alfie puts the milk back in the fridge, and the bowl in the sink, considering the situation all the while.
He can't just send it back to be destroyed now, is the thing. He could send back a machine that stood in the corner and spat out stock phrases, but he can't send back one that sneaks outside to feed a cat and then looks sad when it's chased away.
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He can't just send it back to be destroyed now, is the thing. He could send back a machine that stood in the corner and spat out stock phrases, but he can't send back one that sneaks outside to feed a cat and then looks sad when it's chased away.
Clearing his throat, he finally says:]
You couldn't survive on your own, could you?