"MY WELLBEING...DOES NOT MATTER. I AM A MACHINE. I WILL BE REPLACED EASILY. UNLIKE YOUR FLESH AND BLOOD."
"THERE ARE MANY OF ME, AND ONLY ONE OF YOU."
[It too traveled down the stairs. It was eerie, crossroads being this quiet. It was always loud... never a dull moment.]
" It's for my own sake too, this is safer for both of us. "
* She descended the staircase. The streets were desolate, given the heat and warnings. It wouldn't take long to descend, getting warmer over time for the two. Quiet..