It was a tragic moment for the little system that had prepared for this very situation.
Thousands of materials in different languages, only to be caught unprepared and unable to respond because all the careful steps and scenarios it had stockpiled had been ripped apart like cheap paper.
The Host was similarly malfunctioning. His temperature had spiked, his golden eyes wide and glassy, and his ears were practically steaming.
So, as his most trusted system, what exactly was D-29 supposed to advise at a time like this?
"No need to really say anything. Her Imperial Majesty seems to have drawn a favorable conclusion," Sid finally explained, calm as always.
"Favorable? How is it favorable when the Host was not offered anything?"
"That's because in all your research materials, there had always been resistance first, only for the people to end up together anyway."
