Lyubov looks away from where Vika's shooting, and what she's shooting at and tries to figure out how to explain a word as simple as "thou".
"Uh, 'thou' is what one says when talking to someone who's neither no stranger, nor no foe, instead of 'you', nu? And I could ask thee, what's a robot, besides thee? Like, there's this play, nu, about artificial people made in factories, solely to have their labour extracted, these metaphors for the condition of the workers under the yoke of Capital, they're called robots. But thou! Thou look'st, and I truly mean no offense, I mean it in like, the other sense, thou look'st the very image of a golem."
She sits down on the roof, legs folded. "If thou'rt a woman what was made a woman, not necessarily born such, to thee, I'm a woman such as thee. But like, I think I'll need to explain that, so nu. Thine turn, firstly." She smiles encouragingly.
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Lyubov looks away from where Vika's shooting, and what she's shooting at and tries to figure out how to explain a word as simple as "thou".
"Uh, 'thou' is what one says when talking to someone who's neither no stranger, nor no foe, instead of 'you', nu? And I could ask thee, what's a robot, besides thee? Like, there's this play, nu, about artificial people made in factories, solely to have their labour extracted, these metaphors for the condition of the workers under the yoke of Capital, they're called robots. But thou! Thou look'st, and I truly mean no offense, I mean it in like, the other sense, thou look'st the very image of a golem."
She sits down on the roof, legs folded. "If thou'rt a woman what was made a woman, not necessarily born such, to thee, I'm a woman such as thee. But like, I think I'll need to explain that, so nu. Thine turn, firstly." She smiles encouragingly.