[ Hey, she'd said she knew that would seem heretical, but Root doesn't have the patience to couch things for someone she's having an honest conversation with. In a weird way it's how she shows respect, but it's also a sorting mechanism, a way of quickly discovering who can and can't deal with her when she's being herself. As opposed to any one of the endlessly rotating identities the Machine gives her. ]
That would be my boss, the Machine. The A.I. at home I spoke of before. [ And Root clearly has tremendous affection for her. ]
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That would be my boss, the Machine. The A.I. at home I spoke of before. [ And Root clearly has tremendous affection for her. ]