There was silence between the two robots for a moment and Fisher found himself staring at the...

There was silence between the two robots for a moment and Fisher found himself staring at the television even though it was turned off. He saw a black version of himself in the screen, small and stiff. Fisher often felt like a freak in the presence of other people. Everyone stared at him, he thought. Even in the privacy of Louis’ apartment, with only another robot observing him, he felt different. Maybe he should start working again, create skin for himself like he had for Louis. Maybe he could have a complete face, maybe start wearing clothes.