As Heena walked toward her chambers, she crossed through a corridor and casually threw her bloody gloves into a trash bin. As she was about to remove her outer robe and toss it as well, she noticed something unusual.
Her System had been completely silent all this time.
She turned to look at him. He was floating just beside her—not disappearing or wandering off like he usually did—but he was quiet. Uncharacteristically, disturbingly quiet.
She looked at him as she threw the bloodied robe into the bin and said, "What's wrong? Why the grave expression?"
The System paused, looked at her, and said carefully, "Host... from how much I know you, I know that you've never even killed a dog because you find violence distasteful. You always follow rules and regulations. Even when other hosts did questionable things, you never crossed that line."
Heena looked at him and said dryly, "Uh-huh. You know me so well after just a few meetings together?"
