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Wait, what?
[Claire raises an eyebrow, confused.]
[Claire raises an eyebrow, confused.]
fine
talk to you later
[He's so not going to tell her.]
talk to you later
[He's so not going to tell her.]
My --
[She stops, thinks about it. She does not want to use his name because maybe it will be a clue that the name she has given is not her name. She does not want to call him her father because Doctor House has said things about him with that term that cannot be true.]
My person who made me.
[She stops, thinks about it. She does not want to use his name because maybe it will be a clue that the name she has given is not her name. She does not want to call him her father because Doctor House has said things about him with that term that cannot be true.]
My person who made me.
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[This is incredibly confusing.]
Ecks, can you tell me what a golem is?
[Her voice is gentle - she'd like to understand, exactly. It's obvious that Ecks has a lot going on, and she didn't even think she was a person until recently, apparently, but Claire feels like she's missing so many pieces to this puzzle.]
Ecks, can you tell me what a golem is?
[Her voice is gentle - she'd like to understand, exactly. It's obvious that Ecks has a lot going on, and she didn't even think she was a person until recently, apparently, but Claire feels like she's missing so many pieces to this puzzle.]
[ Clint wakes up to - having his face licked.
It startles the hell out of him. He yelps and sits straight up - and then groans, because ow, he hurts. It's the pain that makes it so that he doesn't realize exactly what was licking him for a moment. In fact, at first, he doesn't even register that it could be a dog. ]
Aww, gross. Ecks, I hope that isn't you that -- [ A beat. And then he focuses on the dog that's waiting patiently for him to notice. -- Dog!
... Lucky! [ And Lucky barks happily, tackling Clint to cover him in gross dog kisses. ]
It startles the hell out of him. He yelps and sits straight up - and then groans, because ow, he hurts. It's the pain that makes it so that he doesn't realize exactly what was licking him for a moment. In fact, at first, he doesn't even register that it could be a dog. ]
Aww, gross. Ecks, I hope that isn't you that -- [ A beat. And then he focuses on the dog that's waiting patiently for him to notice. -- Dog!
... Lucky! [ And Lucky barks happily, tackling Clint to cover him in gross dog kisses. ]
I can tell you what a golem is.
[She has gotten better at recognizing questions that are really orders, but she doesn't catch it for a few seconds, falling silent after answering the question. Then, after an awkwardly long pause:]
A golem is a construct animated by an elemental spirit.
[She has gotten better at recognizing questions that are really orders, but she doesn't catch it for a few seconds, falling silent after answering the question. Then, after an awkwardly long pause:]
A golem is a construct animated by an elemental spirit.
[Waking up now is almost like waking up in the white room, not remembering when she fell asleep and not understanding right away where she is. Ecks sits up sharply when she hears a creature let out a cry nearby, startles further when she sees that it is a wolf dog and that it is on top of Clint.
They are all very fortunate that she does not think to pick up her shovel as she lurches across the room, reaching out to knock the animal off of him.]
You must not eat Clint --!
They are all very fortunate that she does not think to pick up her shovel as she lurches across the room, reaching out to knock the animal off of him.]
You must not eat Clint --!
So, you were built. And whoever built you was the one making choices for you? But now, you're making your own choices. Is it only because he's not here, or did you break your conditioning?
[Claire stops herself, biting down on her lip.]
I'm sorry, I'm asking too many questions.
[Claire stops herself, biting down on her lip.]
I'm sorry, I'm asking too many questions.
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