System Collapse (The Murderbot Diaries, #7)

by Martha Wells

I should just shut myself down right now, I’m losing this conversation so badly.

I was as indifferent to human gender as it was possible to be without being unconscious.)

But since the thing that happened I don’t think I’ve had an emotion that wasn’t the visual equivalent of a wet blanket crumpled on a floor.

ART-drone said, “I wouldn’t recommend it. I lack a sense of proportional response. I don’t advise engaging with me on any level.”

I am not meant to function without multiple simultaneous inputs. If this was what being a human was like, it sucked massively.

It wasn’t dead, it was just catastrophically damaged. (I know, who isn’t?)