[Visas feels an unpleasant feeling crawling through her gut when the copy kneels and offers itself to Root. Root has the right idea by aiming a weapon at it. She's tempted to take its head off right now, but part of her wants to hear what it has to say... to understand what it is and why it is doing this.]
I will follow you... serve you. I will protect you from anything that tries to harm you, to take you from me.
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I will follow you... serve you. I will protect you from anything that tries to harm you, to take you from me.