consciousness returned in stages. Memories: argent, your long lost robot friend talking to you in your apartment, then darkness. Feeling: cold sheets and a mattress beneath you. Hearing: argent’s voice, the words unintelligible. And finally, awareness. You sat up, your vision blurry and your head pounding “Ah! Awake at last!” argent spun around, heading over to your side and cupping your face in one hand “Doing well, are we? I mean are you doing well? Excuse my error, it’s been a while.”
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