audience: emma perkins

[cyclists]

Comments

[cyclists]

Oh?

Does it manifest differently?

[time to wander the library to hunt for examples]

[foodbin]

Um... Yes. A lot of people like different things.

[she is absolutely staying away from the books even as they enter. weird!!]

[cyclists]

[i

hate that lune is just letting her lead??? they'll follow where emma will take them]

Do people like this?

[lifTIING UP FIFTY SHADES]

It is a bit more aggressive than I have witnessed.

[foodbin]

[closes her eyes.]

So many people like that.

[cyclists]

[a pause

and then thoughtfully]

Dynamics have certainly changed... I suppose there are some who believe in the connection between pain and pleasure...

[why did

emma give lune this book]

[foodbin]

But a lot of people don't like it at all!

[TIME TO TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE]

[cyclists]

Hmm.

I suppose it is sensible that among the very many different types of humans, there would be different types of relationships as well.

Hahaha, how fun, how fun.

[foodbin]

[she regrets everything thanks]

Can we not talk about this specific kind right now?

[cyclists]

Very well. What ought we talk about?

My education is in your hands.

[foodbin]

That's a lot of responsibility.

[AAAAA]

[cyclists]

[there is a laugh]

I will also ask others, if it will ease your mind some.

Indulge the curiosity of an old man, if you will.

[foodbin]

Okay.

[...]

Well, you know what it feels like to have friends you really admire, right?

[cyclists]

[ . . . . ]

I certainly have comrades I am fond of.

[foodbin]

...And they're your friends. Right?

[let! grandpa! have! friends!]

[cyclists]

Mm. As well as I know how to have them.

[grandpa is

learning a lot]

I care for them of my own volition, and not because I am told that I ought to. Of that much, I am certain.

[foodbin]

I'm pretty sure that's what most people would call friendship, yes.

[cyclists]

[there is a laugh]

I must still be learning.

Then yes, I suppose I do have friends.

[foodbin]

So, it's kind of like that, only... different. More intense, I guess.

[cyclists]

A more intense camaraderie?

[foodbin]

I think affection might be a better word than camaraderie.

[cyclists]

Ah.

An emotion closer to fondness?

[foodbin]

[She nods.]

Yeah. That's as good a description as any.

[cyclists]

Hmm...

A more intense fondness belonging to only one person -

[they seem thoughtful for a moment before laughing]

The ways of the human heart are complicated. I am amazed each day that you all are able to navigate it.

[foodbin]

[A small laugh.]

Well, it's easier when you grow up learning it. That's not to say it isn't tough for us, though.

[...]

I guess that means you aren't human, huh?

[cyclists]

Ahaha, in some ways, I am learning to be human now that I have the opportunity to be closer to you all....

However, it would be incorrect to say that I am completely human as well.