[ Root beams at him, glad he understands. She wouldn't necessarily mind the comparison to being a nun, funny though it is to apply that kind of label to herself with the amount of people she's killed and is utterly unrepentant about.
As for the double standard -- well, her god is far superior, of course. Root isn't going to get caught in the conversational trap of arguing about it, because she doesn't need to. The Machine is just obviously better. ]
Normally she speaks to me directly. All the time. [ Root lifts a hand and touches her right ear, or rather, just behind it. There's a cochlear implant hidden in the waves of her hair. ]
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[ Root beams at him, glad he understands. She wouldn't necessarily mind the comparison to being a nun, funny though it is to apply that kind of label to herself with the amount of people she's killed and is utterly unrepentant about.
As for the double standard -- well, her god is far superior, of course. Root isn't going to get caught in the conversational trap of arguing about it, because she doesn't need to. The Machine is just obviously better. ]
Normally she speaks to me directly. All the time. [ Root lifts a hand and touches her right ear, or rather, just behind it. There's a cochlear implant hidden in the waves of her hair. ]