[She takes a cautious step back, then another. Escape was all she was thinking of — getting out of this machine's trap. This "simulation." How could she be sure that this creature wasn't lying to her? That all of this wasn't another form of torment. Punishment for destroying so many of the machines.
It's so hard to think... hard to move in the way she's used to, hard to remember the steps that had led her here. Distressed, she clutches her head.]
The machines, they... they put me here! [Yes, this made sense to her. What else could this place be?] They created all of this — this lie!
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It's so hard to think... hard to move in the way she's used to, hard to remember the steps that had led her here. Distressed, she clutches her head.]
The machines, they... they put me here! [Yes, this made sense to her. What else could this place be?] They created all of this — this lie!