wickedchouette | (no subject)

Some of that's Thai; there's a pho place down the lane.

[He says, as if that makes any difference at all.]

[ The android gives him a flat look. ]

You need to eat more than Chinese, Thai or pho takeout. Come eat before it gets cold.

Are you sassing me?

[He sounds delighted.]

No. [ MAYBE SHUT UP ] I'm informing you that you eat poorly and that typically, if you wait to eat hot food, it cools off.

[ Definitely sassing. ]

Am I gonna be eating on my own?

I don't need to eat. I'm capable of it.

Sit down and have some spaghetti, then.

[ Another pause. ]

I didn't make enough for both of us.

I don't need a full plate.

[He stands, going into the kitchen and starting to portion it out.]

[ Oh. Okay. Alfie keeps surprising it. It'd done some quiet research, looking through various forums in its head, trying to find any evidence of other androids being in the same situation as it. All reports had been from the human side of things, and had been supremely unhelpful and - well, about half of them had included violence. That's more along the lines of what the android is expecting - annoyance, and occasional violence.

It shouldn't really care about that - it's a belonging and Alfie can treat his belongings however he wants - but the thought... makes it uncomfortable. The android shifts the kitten in its arms and follows Alfie to the kitchen. ]

I don't get hungry, nor do I need food to function. I also am not going to be uncomfortable if you eat in front of me. You don't need to do this.

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But you can eat, can't you?

[He's pretty sure he's heard that, somewhere.]

Yes. I can eat. [ It shifts from foot to foot. ] I eat the same way humans do. My senses are also as similar as technology allows.

You mean you can taste it, yeah?

[He sets two plates down on the table, each with a half-serving of spaghetti.]

Yes. [ It still hasn't let go of the kitten, which seems to suit her fine. It figures that probably has to do with the fact that its warming its hands in order to give the kitten a comfortable place to sleep.

It sits down at the table, awkwardly. ]

Are you gonna put the cat down to eat?

[ For a very long moment it looks like the android might say no, judging by the look on its face. ]

Is that an order? [ It asks evasively. ]

It's a question.

No.

What's its name?

[ Oh. That's a good question. ]

She doesn't have one.

What, you haven't given her one?

No. Why would I?

Everyone gives names to their pets. What are you gonna do, call it "cat"?

It's not my pet.

Then what is it?