[Network] @hotstud_xxx; video | Day 52, evening [open]

[rubikscomplex]

[The video feed will show the inside of a tool shed where a small, flying robot is moving around in the dim light cast by the tablet.]

Hey, Trinity! Wibblelips! Look what I found. It flies, it screams, it's alive. It also happens to be the reason I'm stuck in a shed for the night. Now, I got a screwdriver.

[The screwdriver is held up into view in a pink-gloved hand.]

And I got a hammer.

[The screwdriver is set down and the hammer is picked up to show.]

It's a hammer of justice. It's a hammer of warning. And it's going to be the hammer I take to that freaking thing unless you tell me how to get it to stop screaming in my face. Hiro, you needed some robot parts, right? Might be able to get you some.

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[phaseshifter]

[ Okay. Okay, no. She's not going to give him the satisfaction. Especially not the satisfaction of making her cry. She'll just have to pick up her cold, clinical AI act again. Fine. ]

I'm sorry, Greg, but you're still way off the mark. And still projecting. And my a- my ass isn't sorry.

[rubikscomplex]

[ Calling him Greg's not going to help. ]

Wanna prove that? Go on and show us that tight little asset your parents gave you. Otherwise, I'm seriously not convinced. Also, projecting? Well, golly. My parents are both alive and living a few hours away. I mean, that sounds a lot like them both dying, though. You must be right.

[phaseshifter]

No. And I meant that you are still projecting your parental issues onto me, is all. The thing about you lying, Greg, is that it makes me immediately reconsider my belief in everything you've said to me. And since the father issues I theorised about would fit with the stuff about you being determined to push everyone away due to a fear of rejection, I'm - I'm putting those issues back on the metaphorical table.

[ See, she can do this! For SURE. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[ He would answer... except he's now dealing with a screaming robot that is going at a pitch that feels like it's driving nails into his ears. You get the last word, Angel. ]