> "...DO I KNOW WHAT?"
> You don't follow. She keeps dancing her words in circles. You're too tired to keep track of it proper.
"That- Look." She walks closer to you.
> "Phyllis died to help you, you were lied to, and you stood up for yourself. That shows a lot to me, that you're serious about this competition."
> She taps you on your chassis a couple of times, and you can't help but whine.
> It worsens your headache from the lack of charge, but you close your eyes, satisfied.
> It's been a while since another contestant touched you. Not since your sister died. Meeba gave you a hug. Your nameless friend let you cling to aer leg.
> You miss him. Did he really want you to go any father?
> A shame, you'd rather go back to sleep.