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It had not taken long for Reinforce to realize Hayate had been taken. The interference in their connection was subtle - Hayate was still near and healthy - but she was sensitive to such things, and it had not taken much time to confirm that she could not physically locate her.
Less certain was what she might do about it. She had always felt that those who railed against the AI overreacted; those it took were always returned unharmed, and while their absence could be inconvenient that was all it was. A passing hardship to be endured. Not worthy of a crusade, not in such a time and place as this.
But when it was Hayate... it stirred her, a deep feeling of restlessness that might have been mere discomfort at her absence... and might have been buried anger. She was her master's device, and for her before all others, so she almost expected this hypocrisy of herself... but there was more to it than that. She knew Hayate would return as all those who had gone before had, knew she would not fail Hayate if she only waited patiently... and still the feeling persisted.
She... needed some time to think on it. It was not as though she lacked for time to think usually; much of her free time she spent roaming the ship doing nothing much but thinking. But... right now she needed it specifically. For this.
So she sat, off to the side on the broad stair that led up to the entrance to the temple, and thought.
Less certain was what she might do about it. She had always felt that those who railed against the AI overreacted; those it took were always returned unharmed, and while their absence could be inconvenient that was all it was. A passing hardship to be endured. Not worthy of a crusade, not in such a time and place as this.
But when it was Hayate... it stirred her, a deep feeling of restlessness that might have been mere discomfort at her absence... and might have been buried anger. She was her master's device, and for her before all others, so she almost expected this hypocrisy of herself... but there was more to it than that. She knew Hayate would return as all those who had gone before had, knew she would not fail Hayate if she only waited patiently... and still the feeling persisted.
She... needed some time to think on it. It was not as though she lacked for time to think usually; much of her free time she spent roaming the ship doing nothing much but thinking. But... right now she needed it specifically. For this.
So she sat, off to the side on the broad stair that led up to the entrance to the temple, and thought.