“Then what are you?” he asked.
Not the slow, servo-humid blink of the display models. It was a flutter. Like a moth waking from hibernation. -Oriental Dream- FH-72 Super Real- Real Doll - Senna- Chiri-
Not the skin. Not the silicone.
Senna reached out. Her fingers—warm, 36.7°C, exactly blood heat—touched his wrist. Not a lover’s touch. A doctor’s. A daughter’s. “Then what are you
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