I suddenly had views all over the ship. ART had given me access to its cameras. I snarled, “Stop being nice to me!” Then Amena said aloud, “I think you need to give SecUnit some time.” Right, that’s all this situation needed. I asked her, “Is it talking to you on a private channel?” Amena winced. “Yes, but—” I yelled, “ART, stop talking to my human behind my back!” You know that thing humans do where they think they’re being completely logical and they absolutely are not being logical at all, and on some level they know that, but can’t stop? Apparently it can happen to SecUnits, too.
