South rolls her eyes and huffs a sigh, giving up entirely on the set she was part way through. She drags a hand through her hair and looks away from York, debating on just getting up and leaving, but she doesn't move.
"It's the fucking principle of the fucking thing," she says. "For fucking years I was strung along on the promise of a stupid AI. You think I'm the kind of person who just fuckin' gives up on something after that?"
What she doesn't say, what she may not even be able to say, is that giving up, after everything, turns everything she did to get here into even more of a mistake than it already was. Lying to North for so long, letting him die... it was all over these stupid AI, one way or another.
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South rolls her eyes and huffs a sigh, giving up entirely on the set she was part way through. She drags a hand through her hair and looks away from York, debating on just getting up and leaving, but she doesn't move.
"It's the fucking principle of the fucking thing," she says. "For fucking years I was strung along on the promise of a stupid AI. You think I'm the kind of person who just fuckin' gives up on something after that?"
What she doesn't say, what she may not even be able to say, is that giving up, after everything, turns everything she did to get here into even more of a mistake than it already was. Lying to North for so long, letting him die... it was all over these stupid AI, one way or another.