Glam isn't allowed to actually patrol the following day (it's a Sunday), so they mostly browse the 'net and read books. Echo's busy with her family (and she is allowed to go out patrolling), and Lorica's... doing something.
They're slightly worried about the fact that Yates hasn't replied to their email, but it's the weekend, so maybe that's why.
Has she replied to the email by Monday?
"But I'm not sure if I'd be able to not provoke him."
"The sort of person who it is unwise to treat as a person usually has trouble with the same skill."
There he is again. "She's projected a sort of personality onto me, more as a conscience or a second inner voice, and it feels more natural to have me say things."
"Often as a counterpoint to something I've said, or an elaboration."
"Okay, but in that case why do you disappear between comments?"
"I disappear when I don't really have anything to say and don't foresee it for the rest of the current conversation or something."
"Last time the copy stuck around and spent some time looking bored. I'm just wondering why the change."
"He had less personality then?" Glam tries.
"The skill was new and we were power testing?"
"Do you want to borrow some robots to throw swordfish et al at once you know your patrol schedule?"
One emerges via cat door to sit on Glam. "Dauntless should be getting ready to go out for the night. Catch him quick to ask about it."
"Though since I'm probationary they might not trust me to go out alone."
"You can request not-Boots, if you want, Dauntless is pretty decent about that."
"The more sensible part is saying that is a very good idea and patrolling with him would cause way too much trouble."
"I let Dauntless put me with him now and then but I don't, like, talk to him."
Glam goes to bed cuddling with Loen, and since they aren't yet enrolled in Arcadia they go to their old school still. In the afternoon, most of the Wards are chilling in the Break Room when she and Loen arrive.
Glam clears her throat. "So. Guess I'm gonna stop being weird about unmasking!"