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she turned the android right side up and set it onto the floor. “Please don’t be waterlogged. Please don’t be rusted. Please fucking work.”
She wasn’t just the achromo he had captured to be a means to an end. She was Mira of the achromos.
Arges touched his mouth, then brought his hands down low. “Slower words, achromo. Perhaps then I might mimic you.”
“Wow,” she whispered, losing all sense of reason. In her fear, she hadn’t realized how the sound of his voice was so much better under the water.
His usually playful friend’s features darkened. “I never forget the dead, Arges.”
He just looked back at her, and she felt something inside her click into place. She cared that this strange creature was injured.
She’d fooled herself into thinking this was an adventure when it was just an elaborate prison.
I was never getting out of this alive. So stop toying with your food and let me fucking die.”
he finally said, “I have thought a long time about what I would like you to hear me say first.
He shook his head and then shifted his grip from her wrist to her hips. “Gather your Byte, achromo. We are leaving this place.”
“We’ve been talking to each other for quite some time now. Just not in so many words.”
“You aren’t going to kill me this time though... Are you?” He grinned, those sharp teeth flashing. “No, Mira. I’m going to keep you.”