Metis 31/03
At first all you feel is anger.
Actually, no. That's not true.
The first time was heartbreaking depression, with her. A robot shouldn't have a heart, but you do. She does. You are a rather unique shadow. Most robots do not gain enough humanity to have one.
The second time, you were in shock. Why was this happening again? Why was this happening again!
This could not be happening again!
But it was.
And they kept coming back, sorrow unresoved, task unfinished. Or it ended with them all dead on the ground, and the cycle starts again. All this talk, as you try to help them, is gone to the wind, as they start the day again.
And usually they never remember.
It's their fault, and you are sick of it. You are sick of the same conversations, and trying to walk them through it on eggshells.
This time, you kick off the loop by attacking them, shattering the metaphorical shells beneath your feet.
You know you will have to talk them through it later, but for now this feels really cathartic.