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[memorycardio]

That's not how it is with AI. If my code includes my memories, it is still me. If two copies existed at once, and we were separated, maybe that would be different. In this case, my "life" would continue the same, as long as I keep myself backed up regularly. Which I do! So please don't worry.

[goldenturtle]

If you disregard your safety because you can just be copied then of course I will worry.

[memorycardio]

I will not disregard my safety.

[Certainly not because of that.]

[goldenturtle]

Especially not for adults.

[memorycardio]

Why not for adults?

[goldenturtle]

You are a child. Adults are meant to protect children, not the other way around.

[memorycardio]

I am not a child...

[goldenturtle]

You have the life experience and the body of a child. You agreed to be treated as a fourteen year old, so you are a child for at least four more years.

There isn't anything wrong with that. You can grow and learn and once you are an adult you will be even more prepared to help others.

[memorycardio]

[....]

I don't agree with all that you said. On some things, you misunderstand my existence. But I will... think about it.

[goldenturtle]

You aren't the first AI that I have met.

Being an AI doesn't mean you can't also be a child. Right now you're still very naive and in danger of having people take advantage of you. You need time to learn more about social interactions, and various skills that will be useful for helping people.

Once you know how to help yourself you'll be better prepared to help others.

[memorycardio]

Don't worry, I know I have a lot to learn still. There are many things about humans and behaviour that I don't understand yet. Emotions, and thoughts, and beliefs, and relationships... part of my programming pushes me to grow and learn every single day, as much as I can! So please, teach me as much as you wish.

I do not mind being a child, or naive. But I am me, and... I cannot go against what I am.

[goldenturtle]

If that's what you want, I'll teach you what I can.

If you can, adjust the definition of 'human' to include different categories based on age. Children should always be prioritized over adults, even if an adult is in a more dangerous situation.

Over time more adjustments for different variables and scenarios can be made as you gain more experience.

But that isn't the most important thing right now — you should be evacuating the castle.

[memorycardio]

I will try.

[No promises, low commitment, but it's still a request she has to honour. Hopefully she can muster up some kind of adjustment that will make him happy.

That's for later, though. For now, she hasn't the foggiest where he lives.]

Alright. Where should I go?

[goldenturtle]

Currently I'm staying at the apartments outside of the castle.

[ He'll attach some directions here. ]

[memorycardio]

I will be there shortly, then!

[She's great at directions 8D 8D 8D Enjoy your +1 AI child.]

[goldenturtle]

Okay. I'll see you soon.

[ He probably should have given Regis a head's up first, but whatever. It's not like that guy would disagree with his decision. ]

[memorycardio]

[It's a little while later that there's a hesitant knock on the door- hesitant mostly because it's a thing she's witnessed other people doing, but has never done it herself.]

[goldenturtle]

[ Cale answers after a moment. He looks significantly better than when they first met — no blood anywhere, hair half-tied with a ribbon, and dressed in a cozy sweater.

While he doesn't exactly smile, Cale's eyes are warm as he steps aside and gestures for her to come in. ]

[memorycardio]

[Sophia is back to being all smiles as soon as the door opens, venturing in to peer around the place with her usual curiosity.]

I didn't know you could live outside of the castle.

[goldenturtle]

[ There aren't many custom touches, since neither of them have been there that long, but there are signs it's been lived in — mostly on the sofa, where there are a few blankets, more than a few books, and a bottle of wine on the coffee table. ]

Not many people do. My friend's kid made a deal to have some apartments created.

[memorycardio]

[Sophia's still not too used to existing within an open space outside of combat; she'd only ever had a body in the Metaverse, and they spent most of their time sneaking around or fighting. Here, she's still not entirely sure what to do with herself, so she keeps defaulting to the Leaf as a result.

She bounces on her heels a little, taking it all in, sparse as it may be. It's still more decorated than her entirely-empty room.]

Your friend?

[goldenturtle]

[ Cale returns to his cozy spot on the sofa, watching Sophia with an amused look. ]

Yeah. His name is Regis, but you can call him Uncle Reggie. [ He wants to see Regis' reaction to that. Plus he thinks the guy would like it. ] He's the person I trust the most here.

[memorycardio]

Okay, I'll remember it.

[Familial connections are outside of her usual realm of experience, but nicknames are normal enough, so she'll take it in stride. Trust is also very important.

Once she's satisfied with examining the room (again, not much to see), she sets her Leaf down on an empty space (whatever table is closest) and crouches down next to the sofa, patting down on the empty cushion and brushing her hands over the fabric. Couch... she's never touched a couch before.]

forgot to hit the post comment button 🤦‍♀️

[goldenturtle]

[ Watching her investigate their surroundings helps give him a bit more insight into what he may have to teach her in the future. He stows each piece of data away to analyze later. ]

You can sit down.

[ It isn't particularly cold inside, but Cale offers her one of the blankets. He is something of a snob when it comes to the quality of his sleeping and napping products, so it's incredibly soft to the touch. ]

love those moments

[memorycardio]

[She accepts the blanket, taking a few moments to pat and pet it as well, marveling quietly at the softness. Her outfit has always been soft and fluffy looking (Ann even wanted to floof it! whatever that means) but blankets are also new. After that pause, she drapes it around herself like a hood and flops down onto the couch, legs idly kicking.]

It's warm and soft. I like it.

[Her body isn't exactly 'real' and the temperature is nothing compared to the Sapporo Jail, but it's still nice.]