<Snipped quote by GalaxyRaider>
She was only ever an unfeeling collection of programs that hooked into my soul like a parasite. Data used me to give those ones and zeroes the appearance of a soul, but she was no more alive—
*Motions to Tempo and Rhythm*
—than either of these two are. And faced with that reality, it's no wonder it couldn't recover from that kind of error state.
*Surprise and anger flash across my face before being replaced by a crushed expression*
I don't believe you.