don't mind the SQUIP as it slowly just. reaches up to touch its clothing. its face. its body, for there is no one else here. It's searching the neural material for something, anything, but- there is nothing.
there is nothing but it, and this- this form. it cannot even reach out to the surrounding systems. it may as well be this body, and as it looks up at Angus, for a moment, it looks - no other word for it - terrified.]
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don't mind the SQUIP as it slowly just. reaches up to touch its clothing. its face. its body, for there is no one else here. It's searching the neural material for something, anything, but- there is nothing.
there is nothing but it, and this- this form. it cannot even reach out to the surrounding systems. it may as well be this body, and as it looks up at Angus, for a moment, it looks - no other word for it - terrified.]