"Machine minds," says Lev, thoughtfully. Then they bite their lip, looking grave. They've got an idea of what might be going on. They do not like it. They expect that Jean will hate it, or might have a lot of questions, the answers to which they'll almost certainly hate. Unless they're like Apollon Sol Invictus, but then, they probably aren't.
Lev hopes.
"Listen, nu," they say, having made up their mind to tell Jean the truth, however indelicate or upsetting. "We need to talk somewhere private. I have some perspective on this that might ... shed some light on this matter, for thee."
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"Machine minds," says Lev, thoughtfully. Then they bite their lip, looking grave. They've got an idea of what might be going on. They do not like it. They expect that Jean will hate it, or might have a lot of questions, the answers to which they'll almost certainly hate. Unless they're like Apollon Sol Invictus, but then, they probably aren't.
Lev hopes.
"Listen, nu," they say, having made up their mind to tell Jean the truth, however indelicate or upsetting. "We need to talk somewhere private. I have some perspective on this that might ... shed some light on this matter, for thee."
They did not intend the pun.