>>28013718 "Not to tell you or not to tell him? And why aren't you supposed to tell Sabrina?" "I don't know, he seemed to be rushing to say it." There is a click from Rubicon, and a iota of blue returns to his surface. "I-- I-- I-- I appear to have- to have- to be missing--" More of the broken clicks come from within him, "Nine minutes and forty-five seconds of memory. Wo--" His voice distorts beyond recognition for a moment, "It also-- also-- also seems like sssssssseveral of my pieces were overloaded somehow. The voix synthetizzzz-- syneth-- synth-- making unit is basically electro-- elktro--" There is another click, "Electronic sludge right now, seemingly because of the hit-- got-- heat of my emotional app-- apur-- appear-- apparatux-- systems. What did just happen, and why did I delete it?" Both me and Mirria cringe away a step from him.