[Was it not as bad, or was Wash just better at not getting caught? Church had a feeling that if the Freelancer was going to go through with something, he wasn't going to let anyone, just one day walk out of the city with his gun and never return.
Church just wasn't sure how far off that was.
The AI stared at him, wanting to bite back that yeah, they said that about him, too, but here he was, back and back and back. But this wasn't that, and while he hadn't backed them up as AI (though he might ask them after this because what was healthy coping), this was something else. Something...better. Real.
Church didn't know how to let go. He did, once, in the memory unit, but this? This was different. That had been a shadow of someone who was long gone, and these...these were people. People who had a chance. And if there was even a sliver, he couldn't pass it up, not even for a second. He couldn't live out his bullshit days watching the last remains of his family fall apart. He couldn't live with the gaping hole in his center, like pieces of his coding were eroding away.]
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Church just wasn't sure how far off that was.
The AI stared at him, wanting to bite back that yeah, they said that about him, too, but here he was, back and back and back. But this wasn't that, and while he hadn't backed them up as AI (though he might ask them after this because what was healthy coping), this was something else. Something...better. Real.
Church didn't know how to let go. He did, once, in the memory unit, but this? This was different. That had been a shadow of someone who was long gone, and these...these were people. People who had a chance. And if there was even a sliver, he couldn't pass it up, not even for a second. He couldn't live out his bullshit days watching the last remains of his family fall apart. He couldn't live with the gaping hole in his center, like pieces of his coding were eroding away.]
Ever thought about time travel, Wash?