That doesn't mean anything. Remember Winter. Remember the Chinese room? Speaking does not mean understanding. For all we know,they stop short of harming us because that is when their protocol, their programming, stops...
[How far, Beckett? How many convenient explanations around the risk of a truth you cannot bear? He all but hears the questions and they have a very certain voice. But for Enoch, he should try to do it, for Enoch...]
Enoch, you - don't let him corner you, we don't know for sure how many times we can endure their touch before something goes permanently wrong...
[He clutches the tablet, keenly feeling the helplessness of the distance. His dulled teeth grind against each other. The sight of Enoch's blood makes his stomach feel like it's twist itself into a knot and is pounding its way up his throat.] They can't all be real. It makes no sense. That the people we most, or least want to see, are all following us here.
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[How far, Beckett? How many convenient explanations around the risk of a truth you cannot bear? He all but hears the questions and they have a very certain voice. But for Enoch, he should try to do it, for Enoch...]
Enoch, you - don't let him corner you, we don't know for sure how many times we can endure their touch before something goes permanently wrong...
[He clutches the tablet, keenly feeling the helplessness of the distance. His dulled teeth grind against each other. The sight of Enoch's blood makes his stomach feel like it's twist itself into a knot and is pounding its way up his throat.] They can't all be real. It makes no sense. That the people we most, or least want to see, are all following us here.