ataraxion | second dissection. voice.

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Where is the morgue?

Or what is being used as the morgue?

What is this other person like?

Difficult to say. We're not very close.

Then why do you want them to die?

I don't wish for it, but I also know it is inevitable.

Yes. All death is inevitable.

And since it is one, I would like only for mine to come after someone else's.

That's a kind sentiment. It spares them the grief. And it allows you to know how they turn out.

Do I seem so altruistic?

I don't know yet. But you seem to care about him.

The irrationality that is bred into all people regardless of distant felt, I suppose.

It is irrational.

[She's so glad you think so, too.]

There were ancient cultures that thought love was a sickness.

I can understand the reason as to why.

It's a riddle, too. How do you cure love?

Simple.

Remove the heart.

That's a very smart answer.

Of course.

So long as the heart beats metaphorically... love cannot be cured. And perhaps, it shouldn't.

[Brow furrow.]

It shouldn't?

Without heart, a person becomes lifeless, soulless.

[The poor android is not sure if they're still being literal or metaphorical...]

Soulless. How do you know if you have a soul?

Because I can still feel something towards events and thing.