You should celebrate instead of mourning for me. In the same vein, when my sister eventually follows you back to the Sentinel Corps one day, after her memory database is repaired, she will also feel honored by my story..."
The Sentinel spoke a lot of honorable and upright things, but Murphy looked at her with a rather peculiar expression. It wasn't until Monica finished speaking that Murphy softly said:
"I can read minds, Sentinel Commander. Although I don't understand why the stream of consciousness also affects mechanical beings like you, there's no need for you to hide your true emotions from me at this moment.
In some absurd legends, subspace grants every individual entering here a 'blessing.' I guess the blessing it gave you is endowing you with 'genuine emotions,' not simulated by data, but emotions bursting forth from the transformation of one's fate.
You are crying...
