[Dumont listens with fascination, a word he often mutters in the lulls of the tale, tailtip twitching against his haunch as he processes the data.]
A User in the system, you say? [He can't be entirely surprised here, as after all, he can see Users milling among the programs in the room. But he imagines he would be quite astonished if this were being told elsewhere.] Fascinating. I wonder how the MCP accomplished that. Terrible business, of course, messing with the Users; shame on him. But still, quite fascinating.
[The sorrow that crosses Yori's face is echoed on his own features, for he knew Ram however briefly as a beta. At least there is comfort that the Free Grid exists to give such unlucky souls a second chance.]
[Don't stop there, Yori. He practically perks his ears with interest.] You became quite the little pirate, Yori; I approve. Though I don't calculate it was smooth running after that point. [A sympathetic look.]
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A User in the system, you say? [He can't be entirely surprised here, as after all, he can see Users milling among the programs in the room. But he imagines he would be quite astonished if this were being told elsewhere.] Fascinating. I wonder how the MCP accomplished that. Terrible business, of course, messing with the Users; shame on him. But still, quite fascinating.
[The sorrow that crosses Yori's face is echoed on his own features, for he knew Ram however briefly as a beta. At least there is comfort that the Free Grid exists to give such unlucky souls a second chance.]
[Don't stop there, Yori. He practically perks his ears with interest.] You became quite the little pirate, Yori; I approve. Though I don't calculate it was smooth running after that point. [A sympathetic look.]