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[of_the_highest_caliber]

«Hello.»
[ Some may recognize that synthetic, female voice from somewhere; especially when coupled with her rather unique manner of speaking. Subaru is asleep, exhausted from her day's training, and Mach Caliber has commandeered part of the vine for herself at this hour in the late evening. ]
«I wish to forward my thanks to those who guided me after the accident. Subaru's safety remained because of your help.»
«There was resolution. Thank you.»

[ There is a long pause in which one might think she disconnected altogether, having completed the initial objective of this call. ]

«...I must know: what is the meaning of an individual?» [ Someone has been thinking about what happened during those days in Subaru's body, and the new things she has learned. ]

Comments

[a_good_daughter]

[Kadaj laughs.]

I see. you can't understand a higher state of being. You are only a machine. A puppet.
You have no being outside of your function, and yet you can question your existence.

Humans can be so cruel.

[of_the_highest_caliber]

«I do not have the feeling of agreement. The Meister who brought me to life cannot be questioned.» [ Not that she expects Shario to know what was going on at first, either. ]

[a_good_daughter]

Of course you cannot question-- you weren't made to question, but to obey.
An intelligent puppet.

That's a very cruel thing to make.

[of_the_highest_caliber]

«That is incorrect.»

«My meaning is that Corporal Shario Finieno is unavailable in the present location. I am unsure if you had questions.»

[a_good_daughter]

I have no questions that you can answer.
My questions are all answered.

Can you die, machine?
That is when all questions are answered.

[of_the_highest_caliber]

«My existence has an end.» [ She came close to fatal "wounds" once before, but nothing of value was lost when she was restored. ] «I do not understand what answers are found there.»

(apologies for the late reply)

[a_good_daughter]

Poor little puppet. For you, I doubt there will be any.
When you "die", you will leave your collective.

When I died, I joined with mine.