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“I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t mean to—”
“Ceci. Please.”
“Okay… you destroyed my arm.”
“…”
“You look like you’re about to cry.”
“Well, yeah! I broke you!”
“Technically it’s just my arm.”
“Can it be repaired?”
“Obviously. I’m not that fragile.”
“Still. Let me—let me do something.”
“Do you even know how to fix an automaton limb?”
“...I really didn’t mean to”
“I know.”
“But what if I do something worse next time?”
“Then I’ll keep spare parts.”
“You’re really not mad?”
“I’m not mad, Gigi.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Okay...”
“...It’s just an arm.”
“But it’s your arm.”
““Yeah.”
“Does it hurt?”
“Not really. I’m fine.”
“Good. I just… I hate that I broke it.”
““It was an accident.”
““Still…”
““You did nothing wrong.”
““Ceci…”
“Nobody’s at fault. Don’t cry please.”
“…Okay.”
“Okay.”