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RK-12: But I’m only going to stay a few days! I thought I would sleep in my car…
Kila: I will not let you sleep in your car.
RK-12: The vase!
Kila: Yes, you always claimed to like it…
RK-12: I do like it! It reminds me of when I was living on your ship. This is so sweet, Viktiér.
Kila: …You keep calling me that.
RK-12: Oh, sorry. I know you go by your alias. I get mixed up because you call yourself Viktiér in your mind.
Kila: Ah. In that case, you, eh… the short version is “Té”. Or Terry but that- that is for children. My father calls me that.
RK-12: Té, then. I forget that you have a father.
Kila: Yes, he’s not dead. My mother is dead.
RK-12: I’m sorry to hear that! That’s not what I meant. I forget that your species hasn’t moved to a vat system
Kila: No, we haven’t. If that’s the sort of thing you forget you’ll have fun on Earth.