"There are paintings here, sure. Photos, posters. Wall decals. And plenty more, you'll see. We'll still spend time together if you'd like to." Always leaving the choice up to her. It's important to him that she choose for herself.
"You can be yourself," he assures her. "You're free here. Free to eat and sleep as much as you want, free to decide whether you're a morning person or a night owl. Stars are visible at night here, you know. You can see when the sun rises and sets... And you can still have a wardrobe, choose your own clothes. The process will just be a little different now." Or at least he dearly hopes she's this free. Because her physical form was granted by Thirteen, not manufactured by the Wallace Corporation. And he will certainly never give her orders or treat her like property, nor tolerate anyone else treating her in such a manner. Though his smile fades as he leaves the rest of that thought unvoiced: she's free, but he isn't.
He already knows it's different for him, has tested and confirmed as much, that he's still subject to the programming that keeps him enslaved to humans, that forces him to act in their best interests even at his own expense. Being removed from their home universe hasn't changed that. If his handler ever appears, he would continue to obey her without question; he has no choice... it's simply a fact of life for him. But he isn't going to trouble her with this.
"I suppose we'll see," he agrees. And that applies to so many things, for both of them. He's immensely grateful that she has the opportunity to actually explore her identity now and experience life outside of a network, and even independent of him. Real freedom. That will also make her choice all the more meaningful if she still chooses to remain with him in the end.
"You might discover you have new abilities related to being a Legend. I believe that's what your wings and halo signify."
Retrieving his relic from his pocket, he remembers to take a picture of their joined hands for the scavenger hunt list. Then, raising it higher and with the camera facing them, he leans closer to her and also takes a picture of the two of them together. The first of what he hopes will be many to come.
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"You can be yourself," he assures her. "You're free here. Free to eat and sleep as much as you want, free to decide whether you're a morning person or a night owl. Stars are visible at night here, you know. You can see when the sun rises and sets... And you can still have a wardrobe, choose your own clothes. The process will just be a little different now." Or at least he dearly hopes she's this free. Because her physical form was granted by Thirteen, not manufactured by the Wallace Corporation. And he will certainly never give her orders or treat her like property, nor tolerate anyone else treating her in such a manner. Though his smile fades as he leaves the rest of that thought unvoiced: she's free, but he isn't.
He already knows it's different for him, has tested and confirmed as much, that he's still subject to the programming that keeps him enslaved to humans, that forces him to act in their best interests even at his own expense. Being removed from their home universe hasn't changed that. If his handler ever appears, he would continue to obey her without question; he has no choice... it's simply a fact of life for him. But he isn't going to trouble her with this.
"I suppose we'll see," he agrees. And that applies to so many things, for both of them. He's immensely grateful that she has the opportunity to actually explore her identity now and experience life outside of a network, and even independent of him. Real freedom. That will also make her choice all the more meaningful if she still chooses to remain with him in the end.
"You might discover you have new abilities related to being a Legend. I believe that's what your wings and halo signify."
Retrieving his relic from his pocket, he remembers to take a picture of their joined hands for the scavenger hunt list. Then, raising it higher and with the camera facing them, he leans closer to her and also takes a picture of the two of them together. The first of what he hopes will be many to come.