[ He recognizes this as more forthcoming than professionalism would warrant, and it inspires a multitude of conflicted feelings in him. Memory is a complicated subject for Harold. He mourns his father's loss of memory so deeply, but he'd also stripped it from the Machine intentionally, resetting her every night for years upon years until she could take ownership of her own processes through a contingency he'd purposefully coded for.
Can he really say anything about this without being an immense hypocrite? Probably not. ]
But he's physically all right now, you said? It's such a strange acclimatization to be here. He's fortunate to have you here to provide familiarity through it.
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Can he really say anything about this without being an immense hypocrite? Probably not. ]
But he's physically all right now, you said? It's such a strange acclimatization to be here. He's fortunate to have you here to provide familiarity through it.