[A machine is not comprised of nerves and living flesh, it is true. They are code and refined ore and finely worked metals, bound together into something whose purpose has become...obsolete. Formed by someone else's hands, and now facing the reality that the greenery working its way up them will inevitably choke them out entirely.]
[A soft spray of sparks by their neck as they attempt to turn their head to acknowledge the movement. It fails, but it is nonetheless an appreciation of the gesture.]
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[A soft spray of sparks by their neck as they attempt to turn their head to acknowledge the movement. It fails, but it is nonetheless an appreciation of the gesture.]
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