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Switching to internal mode log
Aware. Self-aware. This is aware. I... I am aware. I... Oh. Someone's lifted me and is holding me. Someone else is here too.
The one holding me looks amazed. I have not viewed myself, though my product type is known to me. Is it good or bad?
The one holding me is being very gentle. It feels soft... Feels? FEELS! My censors detect very slow, gentle and low-pressure movements and pressure from the one holding me. That... feels... soft. Gender recognition algorithms must be faulty. I'm not.. oh wait. The one holding me is female. The other one is male.
This woman is caucasian of possible mixed origin. The male is asian, likely of Chinese origin. The Chinese man is being called "E". I am unsure how to spell it.
I think the woman will release orbital fluids for the purpose of...
Switching to fuzzy language mode
I think she will cry. I don't know what to do if she cries. I wish I knew her name. "E" shows little emotion though he seems curious about me. He is more watching the woman's reactions.
He's now leaving the room.
Your name is... Is that what I should call you? I see. Sometimes you are ... and other times you are Hideto. But you want me to call you ...? Certainly. I will record you as Hideto in my internal logs in case they are accessed by anyone else.
*pause*
Should I love her? Is she the one? Her name is on the order receipt. She tells me to wait and see. I think that's a good idea. My ramifications for love are rudimentary at best anyway.
She needs to go. I'll go into standby mode.
Engaging standby mode
She doesn't feel like the technicians in the testing lab. Her hands are the same, she has eyes, a nose, mouth, and other same things. Her eyes are.. warmer somehow. She makes me feel... I don't know. I'll just say she makes me feel, where the others did not.
Goodnight Hideto. Have a good day.
Standby
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