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For someone who doesn't think he has a future, you're really concerned about everyone else's.

[It's not said defensively, for once. Simply curious. It's not as if she doesn't recognize this — similarly, she had long lost her purpose and so found it in someone else.

She wondered if this "Yonah" would look at him the same way Number 4 looked at her. Worried, sympathetic. Not realizing how doomed she was.]

...Who's Yonah?

[extirpator]

Sometimes that's more of a reason to care.

[ yonah.

the word resounds in his mind like a weight, slowly drifting to the bottom of his stomach. yonah. yonah. yonah. say it enough and everything begins to fade to black. what a pitiful chant.

the silence is longer than it should be, before he speaks again. ]

She's my little sister.

[ his eyes flutter shut. there's another pause. ]

For a long time, she was the only thing ever mattered.

...But it's pointless to think about. We're all stuck here anyways.

[abandonware]

[A sister. She thinks of the machine children in Pascal's village that had called her that, and feels her eyes frost over. Only humans deserved siblings, she thinks. There was no point in machines or androids pretending to have that sort of connection.

Still, something twinges in her chest at the thought.]

Why's it pointless? She could show up. Not the first time that would've happened.