[Monarch almost yelps in surprise when an arm leapt from the shadows on the wall, but it looked like one of those ones she'd heard about in arcades. Her astonishment quickly turns to delight as she watches it extend out and take hold of the pillow and move it delicately over across the room.
The hologram quickly looked surprised again, though.]
That's... for me? Ah, thank you! Just a second!
[The hologram form switched off, the lens on the AI core darkening as it flitted back toward the pillow. In perhaps an unusual gesture for a machine, it double checked to make sure it would land safely on it before descending down.
...Truthfully, the core itself didn't have any nerves, or at least, any sensation of pleasure to outside stimuli. At most, it may have sensors to detect hazardous conditions, but not truly comfort. But there's still something to be said about sentience, because as the AI Core lands and nestles into the soft, but supportive pillow, it feels... relief. While Monarch can objectively understand a pillow is comfortable and cannot feel it directly, there's another sense at play here.
Belonging. Something as close to a home as she can imagine. So far, at least. Between this and the custom-built recharge station given to her... it meant more than something logical. The first two gifts she had received, from the first two people she really trusted.
It was... comfortable, here, in this pillow.
And before the hologram light flitted back to life, Monarch sighed deeply, as though she were a human sitting in their favorite recliner after a long, tiring day. When the hologram displayed again, this time it showed Monarch's image seated in a whole pile of pillows... ones that look very much like the very one Desidera gave her.]
Ah, it's wonderful. And I can save a lot of energy like this too! This was really thoughtful, Desi! Thank you!
At least some part of the reasoning behind what she did was she had (apparently correctly) assumed that hovering was fairly intensive and that the core would need a place to be able to sit. But really, the majority of it was wanting—or maybe needing—Monarch to feel at home, to not have any regrets over the decision to let herself be brought here.]
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The hologram quickly looked surprised again, though.]
That's... for me? Ah, thank you! Just a second!
[The hologram form switched off, the lens on the AI core darkening as it flitted back toward the pillow. In perhaps an unusual gesture for a machine, it double checked to make sure it would land safely on it before descending down.
...Truthfully, the core itself didn't have any nerves, or at least, any sensation of pleasure to outside stimuli. At most, it may have sensors to detect hazardous conditions, but not truly comfort. But there's still something to be said about sentience, because as the AI Core lands and nestles into the soft, but supportive pillow, it feels... relief. While Monarch can objectively understand a pillow is comfortable and cannot feel it directly, there's another sense at play here.
Belonging. Something as close to a home as she can imagine. So far, at least. Between this and the custom-built recharge station given to her... it meant more than something logical. The first two gifts she had received, from the first two people she really trusted.
It was... comfortable, here, in this pillow.
And before the hologram light flitted back to life, Monarch sighed deeply, as though she were a human sitting in their favorite recliner after a long, tiring day. When the hologram displayed again, this time it showed Monarch's image seated in a whole pile of pillows... ones that look very much like the very one Desidera gave her.]
Ah, it's wonderful. And I can save a lot of energy like this too! This was really thoughtful, Desi! Thank you!
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At least some part of the reasoning behind what she did was she had (apparently correctly) assumed that hovering was fairly intensive and that the core would need a place to be able to sit. But really, the majority of it was wanting—or maybe needing—Monarch to feel at home, to not have any regrets over the decision to let herself be brought here.]