wickedchouette | (no subject)

Yeah?

[Alfie looks surprised.]

I thought you weren't gonna give her a name.

I changed my mind. [ It says stubbornly. ] She's free to do as she wants, but I need something to call her, so her name while she is here is Gwen.

I don't think she's got plans to go anywhere.

[Alfie says, looking significantly down at her. She's winding her way through the bot's legs, bumping her head against his shins.]

[ It looks down at her with a softer sort of expression. ]

She's not a prisoner. That's all.

Not like you?

[It's not a challenging question - or at least, it's not meant to be.]

[ A beat. ]

I am not a prisoner. Prisoner means being kept against your will. I don't have free will. I am a belonging.

Well. Should you ever find yourself with enough sentience to want to go--

[Alfie nods at the flat's front door.]

[ It stares at Alfie for a long moment. The LED blinks yellow for that length of time, and then, finally, it goes back to blue. ]

Hm. [ Is all it says, before going back to unloading groceries. It's almost... offended? Is that what this is? It isn't sure. It can't be. ]

Edited 2019-03-09 05:32 (UTC)

What?

[Alfie asks, and that is a little bit challenging. He turns back to the bags too, lifting to collar out and crinkling his brow at the spelling of the cat's name.]

-- What is this, Welsh?

Nothing, Mr. Solomons. [ It says, with just a hint of a bitchy tone. Just a hint, so faint it's almost not there. ]

It is, yes. The Welsh spelling of King Arthur's wife and queen.

Mm. That's a grand name for a small cat.

[He looks up again, right at the bot's face.]

Nothing, really? Are you sure?

Yes. [ :I ] I'm sure. Please let me finish putting things away.

[ It's almost a brush-off. ]

You sound irritated.

[And Alfie sounds interested.]

I'm not. [ Huff. ] There's no reason for me to be irritated.

You think those are empty words, don't you? That I'd never really let you leave?

[ This is matter of fact: ]

No, I think you are much more likely to get rid of me in whatever fashion than keep me here.

What, you think I'm gonna send you back?

[ It shrugs. ]

Not necessarily. There are many ways to get rid of an android.

Such as?

Donations, resales. Destruction. Donation to interested parties. Leaving it somewhere and ordering it not to come back.

I wouldn't send you back to be destroyed, but you think I might destroy you myself?

You asked me what types of ways someone might get rid of an android, not specifically what you might do.

Mmmm.

[Alfie digs into the bag, pulling things out and starting to put them away.]

[ It watches Alfie for a long moment. ]

What do you plan to do with me? [ It asks, curiously. ] You don't want me here, but you refuse to return me.

It's been a day.

[He opens the fridge, moving things into it.]

I'm not sure yet. Are these kiwis?