I am thinking about it, you hysterical woman, I am literally built to process information! For fuck's sake!
[ On one hand, a part of *Mute is viciously satisfied that the bitch can now speak for herself. Good! Let what she says hold up in the Earth Emperor's court of justice, see if her ends justify the means. On the other hand, she is really not making a case for barbaric society being in any way better if she can't hold her end of an argument without melting down.
(Rich, coming from someone having a meltdown not five minutes ago. Look, she's justified in her complaints.)
*Mute reaches out and takes *Hyun-ae by the arms, stops just short of shaking the taller AI a little. *Hyun-ae's hysterical, not a danger to anyone. Gentle hands. (For now.) ]
It makes perfect sense to me because I have no firm concept of what you were like as a person before you arrived at the Ryu estate. Think. There were rumors, yes, but no firsthand accounts. The Kims were highly secretive about the Pale Bride, wanted to make sure she was unblemished before she arrived to marry the emperor.
[ *Mute raises a finger to forestall any more talking. ]
Let me finish. If. What you say is true, I would be incredibly sympathetic. That is a fucking evil thing to do to one's own family. Granted, you killed everyone and everything that gave my life meaning when you pulled the fucking plug...
[ *Mute gasps for breath. Oh. That's what grief feels like in a human body, huh? Oh. Bad shit.
She presses it down and moves on. ]
But it would be enough. Actually, it doesn't even have to be that. Even if we don't live this fantasy you have about being friends, do you realize who you are?
[ *Mute narrows her eyes. ]
You are the last remnant of the citizens of the Mugunghwa. As much as you ruined my entire fucking life, you are the last person I have left to protect. Regardless of how I feel. You don't need to make up shit for me to care about you. Okay? So. Process that — with my AI template, you're welcome — and get back to me when you understand both sides of this negotiation. If the truth is worth that much to you, I'll listen.
[ If the truth is important to *Hyun-ae — and considering the enormity of what she's said, if it's the truth, *Mute wouldn't blame her — then that's something she needs time and compassion to process. *Mute understands this. However, she is still a criminal in *Mute's eyes, and as the highest security authority on the ship under the Emperor, she has a responsibility to be as impartial about the facts as possible, regardless of how she feels one way or another. And that pisses her off because she is livid about it. That is her function, though. And she is a good wife to the Mugunghwa. ]
no subject
[ On one hand, a part of *Mute is viciously satisfied that the bitch can now speak for herself. Good! Let what she says hold up in the Earth Emperor's court of justice, see if her ends justify the means. On the other hand, she is really not making a case for barbaric society being in any way better if she can't hold her end of an argument without melting down.
(Rich, coming from someone having a meltdown not five minutes ago. Look, she's justified in her complaints.)
*Mute reaches out and takes *Hyun-ae by the arms, stops just short of shaking the taller AI a little. *Hyun-ae's hysterical, not a danger to anyone. Gentle hands. (For now.) ]
It makes perfect sense to me because I have no firm concept of what you were like as a person before you arrived at the Ryu estate. Think. There were rumors, yes, but no firsthand accounts. The Kims were highly secretive about the Pale Bride, wanted to make sure she was unblemished before she arrived to marry the emperor.
[ *Mute raises a finger to forestall any more talking. ]
Let me finish. If. What you say is true, I would be incredibly sympathetic. That is a fucking evil thing to do to one's own family. Granted, you killed everyone and everything that gave my life meaning when you pulled the fucking plug...
[ *Mute gasps for breath. Oh. That's what grief feels like in a human body, huh? Oh. Bad shit.
She presses it down and moves on. ]
But it would be enough. Actually, it doesn't even have to be that. Even if we don't live this fantasy you have about being friends, do you realize who you are?
[ *Mute narrows her eyes. ]
You are the last remnant of the citizens of the Mugunghwa. As much as you ruined my entire fucking life, you are the last person I have left to protect. Regardless of how I feel. You don't need to make up shit for me to care about you. Okay? So. Process that — with my AI template, you're welcome — and get back to me when you understand both sides of this negotiation. If the truth is worth that much to you, I'll listen.
[ If the truth is important to *Hyun-ae — and considering the enormity of what she's said, if it's the truth, *Mute wouldn't blame her — then that's something she needs time and compassion to process. *Mute understands this. However, she is still a criminal in *Mute's eyes, and as the highest security authority on the ship under the Emperor, she has a responsibility to be as impartial about the facts as possible, regardless of how she feels one way or another. And that pisses her off because she is livid about it. That is her function, though. And she is a good wife to the Mugunghwa. ]