Wow, okay, there's. A lot to parse in that. He sits back on his heels, blinking up at her. "No, no. Not like that. She was a friend, and. She died. No threat at all. And. Er. I learned electronics on my own. Nobody programmed me to know it."
God, he hasn't thought of his "programming" in... a long time. He knows there's still some knocking around in his head, but at this point everyone who knows about it is dead, he's pretty sure, so he's as safe as he can be.
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Date: 2020-06-20 06:48 am (UTC)God, he hasn't thought of his "programming" in... a long time. He knows there's still some knocking around in his head, but at this point everyone who knows about it is dead, he's pretty sure, so he's as safe as he can be.