What's that?
What are you? I have read so many things and I haven't read about any things that are like you!
You're like - some kind of emergent artificial intelligence, Aegis says. But I don't understand how you could have happened. And I don't understand why you're centered on me.
You felt familiar, says Jane, when I was first looking around. Both of you but mostly Aegis.
Maybe, says Jane. I don't know. The fantasy game is part of my history and you're special to it but I don't think that explains the-part-of-me-that-chose-to-absorb-it.
Well, says Aegis, what could? The nets didn't suddenly increase in complexity recently, and you seem to be largely computer-based...
You did try to touch the fantasy game once, Aegis remembers vaguely.
Why do you have a bandwidth problem? Jane asks Aegis. Is that because your mutation makes it hard for you to link with Sue?
Yeah. I can pretty easily get my wall down enough to send words. If I work a little harder I can do simple feelings or senses. I definitely can't do a complete dump of my brain like you guys basically did.
I - focus on the fact that Sue's my bird. The bird from the game. It's just a habit now but originally we didn't spend much time together in person, and I was reminding myself that I actually knew him pretty well, just, as a bird.
Jane does too, but she's still not sure how this explains the-part-of-her-that-absorbed-the-
Do you think that my having to make an effort to link means that there's some kind of - residue? Debris? Some less value-loaded word for extra stuff that happens when I make the effort beyond just me and Sue being able to talk?