Back to reality.
ARADIA: he is probably ok
DAVEBOT: so youre telling me you dont even feel a little bad that you ditched him to be a weird death acolyte
ARADIA: no i think he found my wiles both charming and irresistible
DAVEBOT: not even an ounce of guilt or self doubt huh
DAVEBOT: just like that
DAVEBOT: no conversations about the greater good
DAVEBOT: no revelations about your feelings
DAVEBOT: no dead presidents spouting wisdom about your brotherdad and bequeathing unto you an ancient soulbot
ARADIA: whats a president
DAVEBOT: see that doesnt work because i know you know what a president is
ARADIA: shit
ARADIA: do you often find your faith in yourself shaken like this or is it a new experience now that your mortal coil has been left behind
DAVEBOT: what
ARADIA: do you think now that all that is left of you is a literal ghost inside of a machine you are more or less likely to embrace finality
DAVEBOT: oh dope more cult of one shit
DAVEBOT: immortality changed you
ARADIA: could it be that you are projecting your feelings onto my situation
DAVEBOT: does not compute rose jr
ARADIA: ...
ARADIA: we dont have to talk about it
DAVEBOT: thanks
They sit in each other's presence, the silence between them as meaningful as any words they could exchange.
DAVEBOT: its always really cool to hear how meaningful my silences are
DAVEBOT: especially while
DAVEBOT: CALCULATING
DAVEBOT: CALCULATING
DAVEBOT: especially while i am attempting to experience them
JADE: i do not need your approval. the story will continue how it must.
DAVEBOT: beep boop hater detected
ARADIA: wow is that true
JADE: i am not a hater.
DAVEBOT: classic hater line
DAVEBOT: i know this because i am pouring through genuine actual quadrabytes of information on historys most notorious haters
JADE: no, you aren't.
DAVEBOT: huge if true
ARADIA: dave do you think i am a hater
DAVEBOT: you are the exact opposite of a hater
ARADIA: a liker
DAVEBOT: ok
DAVEBOT: perfect example your tolerance for whatever is going on with
DAVEBOT: all this
ARADIA: i think she looks quite lovely covered in the viscera of the all-powerful enemy she consumed
ARADIA: floating lifelessly in our periphery
ARADIA: observing our every action and noting its relevance :)
DAVEBOT: uh huh thats what i mean
DAVEBOT: can we scrounge up a change of clothes or something
DAVEBOT: maybe some sort of outfit montage
DAVEBOT: she comes out of the changing room in some sort of bozo outfit for clowns
DAVEBOT: we shake our heads disapprovingly
DAVEBOT: no no not this one
DAVEBOT: she goes back into the changing room we give each other one of those meaningful glances
ARADIA: what would she do without us
DAVEBOT: she emerges again this time looking fresh as hell
DAVEBOT: our judgemental ways have done it again
DAVEBOT: socially shamed into looking completely fucking dope
ARADIA: o_o
JADE: even though I understand that it must happen, i am growing frustrated with the direction of this conversation.
DAVEBOT: do you want to talk about something else stinky
JADE: what would you suggest?
The Knight takes pause, carefully considering the options. They have a long journey ahead together and an establishing an antagonistic relationship would prove-
DAVEBOT: ok hear me out
DAVEBOT: kanaya
DAVEBOT: but like
DAVEBOT: wearing huge jorts